An Audience With The Pope

Sweet Jesus, I'm on fire. She has the sweetest, darkest side. And when it comes into her eyes. I know iron and steel couldn't hold me. . Good God, I'm easy bruised.

Mirrorball

I plant the kind of kiss that wouldn't wake a baby. On the self-same face that wouldn't let me sleep. And the street is singing with my feet. And dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.

Snowball

Snow Day, school's closed and I can't wait,. To go outside and I just might get into a snowball fight!. . Snowball. Snowball. Snowball fight. . Snowball.

Open Arms

Lying beside you here in the dark. Feeling your heart beat with mine. Softly you whisper, you're so sincere. How could our love be so blind?. . We sailed on together.

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