(paul diethelm, bruce mccabe) The tar in the street starts to melt from the heat...
I bring her coffee in the morning She brings me inner peace I take her...
A four part fictional melodrama, exploring the degradation of trust, the emotional death of love,...
Stop me, oh, stop me Stop me if you think that you've Heard this one...
My heart stopped beating The day you told me That you had sold me Out...
all you folks think you own my life but you...
so you make a little money off of somebody else's...
there would be psalms sung by a choir i would...
Across the lines Who would dare to go Under the...
Sorry Is all that you can't say Years gone by...
Don't worry about a thing 'cause every little thing gonna...
There was a little boy once upon a time Who...
if i am right if i can be constant and...
i've been having dreams and visions in them you are...
people say it doesn't exist 'cause no one would like...