Cold Black Coffee, Incessant Stream Of Cars
Cigarette Ash Lies Sprinkled Like A Fistful Of Grey Stars
Yesterday It Rained Silver Rainbows On The Ground
Today The Rain's Just Water - It Won't Stop From Falling Down.
I Get Weary Waiting For My Muse
But In Between The Times She Comes
I Still Have To Tie My Shoes
And Get On With My Day
There Are Mornings When I'm With (?)
And There Are Days I Have To Take The Bus.
Life's So Rich...
Life's So Empty...
Secret Rendezvous, Long Distance From A Phone Booth
Like Two Players In A Mystery Straight Out Of Our Youth
Well I'm Finding That Dramatics Have Lost Their Old Appeal
I Play The Part Of Stoic Lover, But I'm Not Sure How I Feel
I Get Discouraged Waiting For The World
To Understand This Love Affair
To Understand The Girl
There Are Mornings When Amelia's Right Beside Me
The Next Thing I Know, I Taste The Salt Of The Sea.
Life's So Rich...
Life's So Empty...
Cold Black Coffee, Incessant Stream Of Cars
Cigarette Ash Lies Sprinkled Like A Fistful Of Grey Stars
Yesterday It Rained Silver Rainbows On The Ground
Today The Rain's Just Water - It Won't Stop From Falling Down.
As I Grow Weary, I'm Waiting For The World
To Understand This Love Affair
To Understand The Girl
There Are Mornings When Amelia's Right Beside Me
The Next Thing I Know, I Taste The Salt Of The Sea.
Life's So Rich...
Life's So Empty...
Life's So Strange