Alba s touto skladbou:
Stories We Could Tell,
Baby I was nothin'
Just a music man
Didn't even know what I was trying to say
Life can be so funky
For the crazy music man
Got no peaceful state of mind where he can stay
Then I fell into your arms girl
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
Nights can be so lonely
When you're talking with your mind
No-one there to hide you from the bitter truth
Late at night I'd be writin'
Listening to my sorry head
Laying wrecked across the bed and crying “ What's the use?”
Then you came into my world girl
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
Every dawn was a demon
Slammin' down upon my bed
Raisin' up his firey head to eat another day
But every day's a song now
To the ears of music man
‘Cause he finally got a plan and got a place stay
Sailing on the wings of your love
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
I'm ridin' high – I do believe
