Virgins
GREEN AND PURPLE
AND BABY BLUE
THE COLORS OF MY TRUE LOVE'S
HOTEL ROOM
WHEN MORNING CAME, FELT STRANGE
LIKE A BIRTHDAY
YOU LOOKED THE SAME
YOU TOOK OFF YOUR DRESS FOR ME
FOR ME
BUT YOU WERE STILL
A MYSTERY
GOLDEN BROWN
WE WERE RED WITH THE SUN
THE SUMMER OF MY TRUE LOVE'S
ABORTION I HUNGER AND
THIRST
FOR THE PAST
THE FIRST AND THE LAST
YOU TOOK OFF YOUR DRESS FOR ME
FOR ME
BUT YOU WERE STILL
A MYSTERY
MIRACLES
SO MANY MIRACLES
WHERE NOTHING HAPPENS
NOTHING HAPPENS
BUT EVERYTHING'S CHANGED