Heartstrings That Play Soft And Low

I Didn't Read His Letters

She Was, And Is

A Pillow Of Winds

Between Us Days Are Filled With Dreams

I Have A Playlist Of All Our Songs

But I Only See One Way Out

Those Nice Bright Colors

Somewhere Across The Sea

Hold Me Close To Your Light

I Guess You Know It Well

And It Just Comes A-Rolling In

Give Or Take A Night Or Two

A Little Bit Of Summer Makes A Lot Of History

As The Sun Shines Through The Curtained Lace

Sipping Something Strong

Then Caught The Wind Back To Me

I Will Miss This

Guanacaste Sunset

Only All The Time