Running Low Maybe they spent all their love on us, and had none left for each other...
Gentlemen Have a heart that never hardens, A temper that never tries, And a touch that never hurts. - dickens
My Needs You play 'oh so saint, Every step with restraint. With every single breath, I play close to death.
There's Always A Chance Never means maybe.
Curse These bruises are the only sign, I bleed on the inside, Not the out.
