1. Tell Me Again
2. Sweet Remedy
3. You're My Type
4. Far Enough To Save You
5. Dance With Your Heart
6. Angelina
7. On the Road
8. Vanity
9. Over Coffee

10. Superstar

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Tell Me Again

Tell me again that you love me
Without you I think I would die
Tell me again you'll never leave me
When you're not near me, I just cry

So tell me again, don't tear me apart
Tell me that you'll always be the one
Right here in my head, right here in my heart

Tell me again that you need me
And make my being come alive
Tell me again just what you see in me
I can't escape my fragile pride

Every little thing that ambivalence brings is frightening
And every single time that the engine whines I'm scared
I hate to be alone, don't want to go it on my own without you
So please don't go
Don't leave me by myself

Tell me again that you love me

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Sweet Remedy

Caught somewhere in the middle of
Reality and a dream
But Iím alright,
Iím alright

The constant pursuit of a perfect love
Will be the death of me
But Iím alright,
Iím alright

You're my sweet, sweet remedy
You make the world seem carelessly free
My sweet, sweet remedy
You give me reason to breatheÖremedy

Wading around in my apathy
Imprisoned by my regrets
But Iím alright,
Iím alright

Thoughts of a life barely out of reach
Running through my head
But Iím alright,
Iím alright

You are my healing water
You know Iím aching for you nowÖremedy

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Youíre My Type

Itís you that Iím thinking of
And itís you that I love
So Iíve got to know
If youíre my type

Itís you I canít live without
And there is no single doubt
So Iím unafraid
To give it a try

So tell me what to do
To make it through to you
Iíve got a lot of things to say
But somehow all my words just seem to get up in the way

Every single day, I wrestle with the words
That Iím too scared to say
Iím going crazy here tonight
Wondering if I am simply wasting all my time

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Far Enough To Save You

Will I ever learn
When not to speak
For every broken word
My apology

Our hearts were close
But you are safer now
Far beyond my tears
Raining down

I guess I'm doomed to watch you

From a place that's
Far enought to save you
I will play our legacy's fool
From a place where
I could never hurt you
I'll remain just far enough to save you

If I could touch your face
And not leave a scar
I'd forever leave this place
Just to live inside your heart

But I lost my chance
To watch our dreams come true
Now I'm a prisoner to
The love I had with you

I'm close enough to know the price of letting go
But I'm far enough to keep you just beyond my reaching outh with hope

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Dance With Your Heart Tonight

Close your eyes
Kiss me into forever
Steal the night
And swallow tomorrow, make me a believer

In love, fate, and everything good in this life

I want to dance with your heart tonight
I want to feel every breath, robbing me blind
Chance every dream to life, it's beautiful
I want to dance with your heart tonight

Nothing to say
Words seem so broken and empty
Float me away
'Til everything's fading, I feel myself holding

Your love, my fate, and everything good in this life

Move the room
You've got me spinning, it's crazy, it's beautiful

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Angelina

Angelina why you cryiní
Itís a rainy Monday afternoon
The stars inside your eyes have drifted away
And left you wishiní on the moon

Angelina why you cryiní
Does the mirror show you the depth of your pain
If you ever look beyond the shell of yourself
Does anything ever stay the same

Youíre just a mixed up girl searching for meaning
Longing for something more than you are
You try to find it by changing yourself
But you never seem to get very far
In your heart your askiní
Angelina why you cryiní

Angelina why you cryiní
Have the lights around you grown strangely dim
Your waiting for your life to come tumbling down
You live in fear and wonder when

Open your eyes
Cry out for such a sweet release
Stop running Ďround in your cage
And set your spirit free

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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On the Road

Headed out on this highway
Gonnaí leave these troubled thoughts behind
The tension mounts inside my head, so, Iíve
Gottaí find some peace of mind

Three oíclock in the morning
Open road fills my eyes
Three-hundred fifty-five miles to go and
Four more hours Ďtil morning light

Itís a crazy kind of life

On the road
Weíre on the road
On the road

Chasing these dreams that are chasing me
Wonít let me go
Working hard just make ends meet, so itís
Off we go to our next show

Itís a crazy life we know

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Vanity

Vanity, vanity, oh, this is killing me
And I can't pretend I'm alright
So I run away, right away, when I don't know what to say
There has to be more to this life

Sunny days are gone
Oh, don't leave me alone

Strike up the band boys and play me a song
Where the birds of the field, they all sing along
I'm tired of wishing that my life could be
More than just cruel vanity

Everytime I close my eyes, I see all this pain inside
'Cause I'm just a broken machine
So I tumble down, nearly hit the ground, as my world comes raining 'round
Tell me what all this could mean

There's so much more to me

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Over Coffee

Hello again, my friend, itís been a week
And things are just fine on my end
You wanted to meet for coffee
Is there something weighing on your mind

Talk to me and
tell me what
What do you see
Do you know what I know
Or are you simply lost in your own disbelief

Iím talking to you, my friend
And Iím trying to figure out what to say
I want you to know a love never-ending
Why donít you believe
Why donít you believe

Night after night I pray the Lord
Your soul please do keep
You count on yourself
Your clutch on pride, it keeps you from your knees

You canít understand my inflections
The clouds in your eyes make the darkness subside in your soul

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)

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Superstar

Sheís half the girl that she used to be
But that doesnít stop her
Going through all the motions of life
Never knowing the true depth of all she encounters

But everything will be alright if she can just close her eyes
Slowly, sheís drifting her way into nothing

Sheís a superstar
Hiding her pain as she sings from the stage
A superstar
Sheíll stay there as long as sheís not overcome by her questions

Honesty is somewhere in between
Who she is and who she wants to be
Afraid to live and afraid to die
Deep inside her confidence slowly falls out beneath her

Just a little love and
Just a little hope
Is all that she need
To finally see

Sheís half the girl that she used to be
But that doesnít stop her

© 2002 Hot Attic Music (ASCAP)