January 1, 2016 Fran Smith All Wild and Wicked Things January 1, 2016 Fran Smith Will the tears stop? Will the penny drop? Will I come to call you The most glorious mistake I ever made?
January 1, 2016 Fran Smith Take These Bones January 1, 2016 Fran Smith You know that I’m extreme, And subtlety’s lost on me, So don’t burn if you can’t burn bright.
January 1, 2016 Fran Smith We Will Have No More Marriages January 1, 2016 Fran Smith And if ever fickle heartLeads my awry,You can tug at the leashOf my wandering eye.
January 1, 2016 Fran Smith Ghost of a Chance January 1, 2016 Fran Smith My resolve has softened like butterYou keep pushing my window widerMaybe this is you kissing me better...
