One Part Of Me Just Wants To Tell You Everything

One Part Just Needs The Quiet

And If I'm Lonely Here, I'm Lonely Here

And On The Telephone

You Offer Reassurance



I Will Not Take These Things For Granted



How Can I Hold The Part Of Me That Only You Can Carry

It Needs A Strength I Haven't Found

But If It's Frightening, I'll Bear The Cold

And On The Telephone

You Offer Warm Asylum



I'm Listening

Flowers In The Garden

Laughter In The Hall

Children In The Park

I Will Not Take These Things For Granted

Anymore



To Crawl Inside The Wire And Feel Something Near Me

To Feel This Accepting

That It Is Lonely Here, But Not Alone

And On The Telephone

You Offer Visions Dancing



I'm Listening

Music In The Bedroom

Laughter In The Hall

Dive Into The Ocean

Singing By The Fire

Running Through The Forest

And Standing In The Wind

In Rolling Canyons



I Will Not Take These Things For Granted