Number of Lyrics in Album : 6
By Deb Talan, You got to taste sometimes don't you?
Of that tender kind
By Deb Talan, You worry on
Hurting anybody anymore
You worry on
Small comfort
One of us
By Deb Talan, Like water swirling cold into warm
Our eyes were turning before
By Deb Talan, We did not ask how things were defined
Some pieces were
By Deb Talan, I picked this yellow for my cutians
It's warm and true
And
By Deb Talan, Turning like a leaf in changing weather
Feathering down to the