Don't Even Need to Know the Rules to Dance a Tango With the Wind

A Broken Heart Becomes a Monument of Stilness After Yet Another Breakup

When I See You, You're on My Mind Like a Flame That Burns a Mystery in Your Eyes

You Could Be the World for a Day or Two in a Row

I Felt the Darkness a Shade From My Face, Like I Feel the Barber's Knife Cutting Through My Eyeshades

We're Two Totally Different Creatures, and So We Grow Side by Side as We Become Civilized