I Hate to Be the One
To Tell You This Was All Your Fault
Don't Want to Be the One
To Tell You Taking Me For Granted Was the Best
And Worst Mistake You Ever Made
North Shore in the Sand
Your Naked Body Fills My Hands
The Long Islands Sound Is Beautiful
And You Don't Want to Go Home I Swear
You'll Sleep Again, You'll Sleep Again
If It Means I Have to Build You a Bed
You'll Sleep Again, You'll Sleep Again
I'll do the Best I Can
I'm Writing Home to Tell You That I Miss It All So Terribly
In the Way That Makes Your Stomach Ache
And Your Hands Begin to Shake
My Hands Still Shake
I Need to See My Friends and I Want My Family
Germany Is Beautiful But I Want to Go Home I Swear
I'll Sleep Again, I'll Sleep Again
Happiness Is My Own Bed
I'll Sleep Again, I'll Sleep Again
Get Me On a Plane I'm Dead
Empty Breakdown Lands and Truck Stop Phones
Leave the Door Unlocked I'm Coming Home
It's People Like You That Keep Me Going Strong
I'll Sleep Again, I'll Sleep Again
Happiness Is My Own Bed
I'll Sleep Again, I'll Sleep Again
Get Me On a Plane I'm Dead
Lonely Highway My Old Friend
I'm Here to Keep You Warm Again