This Is Not A Vacation – This Is Travel
I am not escaping from reality – I’m finding it.
I Won’t Compete With A Ghost
Long before there was a we there was her. Your wistful longing is poignant. I can’t compete with the past, with someone you never stopped loving, and someone who did you no wrong.
I Know Everything Going On In Your Life But I Can’t Remember The Last Time I Saw You
I’m watching your baby grow, but if we ran into each other on the street, you may not even remember my name.