There Was A Party Last Night, Last Night

Cigarettes And Empty Bottles, Empty Bottles

Better Open Up This Window, This Window

I Need Some Air To Clear My Head, To Clear My Head



Alone In These Strange Beds

I Think I've Travelled Enough

Poetry And Aeroplanes

I'm Tired Of Waiting For Love



Tend To Fall Asleep In The Fast Lane, In The Fast Lane

Sometimes Sinking Low In The High Life, In The High Life

No More Happy Songs Of Heartbreak, Oh' Heartbreak

Or Playing White Knight Misunderstood, Misunderstood



Alone In These Strange Streets

I Think That I've Walked Them Enough

Poetry And Aeroplanes

I Am Tired Of Waiting For Love



Another Night I Lie Awake

In Woken Dreams Of Faith And Fate

Hope My Love Doesnt Come Too Late

Hope My Love Doesnt Come Too Late



Alone In These Strange Streets

I Think That I've Walked Them Enough

Poetry And Aeroplanes

I Am Tired Of Waiting For Love