Janine Graf:
sweet dreams
Janine Graf:
sing me to sleep
Janine Graf:
gatherings of days too few
Janine Graf:
so much and me
Janine Graf:
one hand allows the other
Janine Graf:
summer's fleeting mistress
Janine Graf:
look away
Janine Graf:
if you were here
Janine Graf:
lay your hands on me
Janine Graf:
be unique . . . how freakin' cliche is that?! ;-)
Janine Graf:
roadside poppies
Janine Graf:
Rain
Janine Graf:
carry me home
Janine Graf:
no stranger to me
Janine Graf:
whispers [Explore]
Janine Graf:
oh sh*t, I dropped my car keys a ways back. . .
Janine Graf:
read my lips
Janine Graf:
my own way
Janine Graf:
leave a light on
Janine Graf:
to whom it may concern
Janine Graf:
being followed
Janine Graf:
oh to be orange in a field of yellow
Janine Graf:
I'm eating turkey meatballs for lunch, in case you were wondering.
Janine Graf:
ok, now I'll stop complaining
Janine Graf:
is there anyone out there?
Janine Graf:
first impressions
Janine Graf:
a matter of feeling
Janine Graf:
the valley
Janine Graf:
friends of mine
Janine Graf:
all you need is now
