WHEN WE PLAYED
OUR CHARADE
WE WERE LIKE
CHILDREN POSING
PLAYING OUT GAMES
ACTING OUT NAMES
GUESSING THE PARTS
WE PLAYED
OH WHAT A HIT
WE MADE
WE CAME ON NEXT
TO CLOSING
BEST ON THE BILL
LOVERS UNTIL LOVE
LEFT
THE MASQUERADE
FATE SEEMED TO
PULL THE STRINGS
I TURNED AND YOU
WERE GONE
WHILE FROM THE
DARKENED WINGS
THE MUSIC BOX
PLAYED ON
SAD LITTLE
SERENADE
SONG OF MY HEART'S
COMPOSING
I HEAR IT STILL
I ALWAYS WILL
BEST ON THE
BILL
CHARADE