(dennis lambert/franne golde/duane hutchins) Someone to count on in a world ever changin'. Here i...
It's pressure the pleasures measure The pressure is overbearing Is it me myself that's caring...
I saw your head turn, as she crossed the street, And I knew instinctively your...
It's pressure the pleasures measure The pressure is overbearing Is it me myself that's caring...
Starting today we're on holiday Everybody sees you in the wrong way No one else...
At the end of the road where lies turn to...
A deep sore dragged through ages The sores are my...
Relations are artificial; will we give it a new beginning?...
Oh new day. Wash my face and wipe these scars...
Somewhere along the railway a body divided in two Somewhere...
All sights melt down and follow to the end of...
Through times I thought of what we created For greater...
What I have seen behind the frontline Is what keeps...