Liner Notes: flouresent pale as the moon with lips that won't fit on the page her eyes are glass she'll stare right past any play you venture to stage she speaks very little mostly in riddles she's not of this age she's lovely however i gotta forget her and get myself miles away cause i've been thru enough i don't even want to touch ya not if it hurts as much as love ************************* ************************* robert david slide/vocal dan bonnin drums deborah bernard piano willie riser bass dan wax guitars larry trott guitars