Each stroke her weathered hand has made
Into the swirls of florid paint...

The hopelessness of love's surrender
Upon the dream of falling stars...

Upon the land of distant dreams
Inside the calming of the storm...

She sits upon the cushion of a lonely chair
Among the pretty things she used to treasure...

Inside a shop on Willow street
You may stop and chance to meet...

Even when gasoline
mixes with water...

Every Tuesday morning, I get to go and see
My favorite doctor in the world, cause I'm in...

I dipped my toes into the sea
A shark came up and bit off three...

The inkling of the sunshine is captured in your...
As the magic of our love, dances in your eyes...

Comes the icy winds of change
Clashing down on me like thunder...

Inside the heart there lies a shadow
A memory of our heart's desire...

Just a flicker of a thought inside a broken heart
Has come to lay upon the mind in the essence of a...