I'll Be Around

Deep In A Dream

Can't We Be Friends?

When Your Lover Has Gone

I Get Along Without You Very Well

This Love Of Mine

It Never Entered My Mind

I'll Never Be The Same

Ill Wind

I See Your Face Before Me

Last Night When We Were Young

Dancing On The Ceiling

What Is This Thing Called Love

Mood Indigo

In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning

Glad To Be Unhappy