Album by Deb Talan
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