Hands Touch, Eyes Meet

Sudden Silence, Sudden Heat

Sudden Silence, Sudden Heat

Hearts Leap In A Giddy Whirl

He Could Be That Boy



But I'm Not That Girl



Don't Dream Too Far

Don't Lose Sight Of Who You Are

Don't Remember That Rush Of Joy

He Could Be That Boy

I'm Not That Girl



Ev'ry So Often We Long To Steal

To The Land Of What-might-have-been

But That Doesn't Soften The Ache We Feel

When Reality Sets Back In



Blithe Smile, Lithe Limb

She Wo's Winsome, She Wins Him

Cold Hair With A Gentle Curl

That's The Girl He Chose

And Heaven Knows

I'm Not That Girl...



Don't Wish Don't Start

Wishing Only Wounds The Heart

I Wasn't Born For The Rose And Pearl

There's A Girl I Know

He Loves Her So

I'm Not That Girl...