| When your only friends are hotel rooms | |
| Hands are distant lullabies | |
| If I could turn around I would tonight | |
| These roads never seemed so long | |
| Since your paper heart stopped beating | |
| Leaving me suddenly alone, will daybreak ever come? | |
| Who's gonna call on Sunday morning? | |
| Who's gonna drive you home? | |
| I just want one more chance | |
| To put my arms in fragile hands | |
| I thought you said forever, over and over | |
| A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion | |
| These thoughts run through my head, over and over | |
| Complaints of violins become my only friends | |
| August evenings | |
| Bring solemn warnings to remember | |
| To kiss the ones you love goodnight | |
| You never know what temporal days may bring | |
| Laugh, love, live free, and sing | |
| Life is in discord, praise ye the Lord | |
| Who's gonna call on Sunday morning? | |
| Who's gonna drive you home? | |
| I just want one more chance | |
| To put my arms in fragile hands | |
| I thought you said forever, over and over | |
| A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion | |
| These thoughts run through my head, over and over | |
| Complaints of violins become my only friends, friends | |
| I thought you said forever, over and over | |
| A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion | |
| These thoughts run through my head, over and over | |
| Complaints of violins become my only friends | |
| I thought you said forever, over and over | |
| These thoughts run through my head |
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