April
Friday 4 January 2008 photo 10/17
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Låten Som Är Med Går Så Här. They turn the lights down low, In shadows hiding from the world, Only coming out when it gets cold The seas part when they hit the floor, The voices carry on and out the door And everything you touch turns into gold Like the angel you are you laugh creating a lightness in my chest, Your eyes they penetrate me, (your answers always maybe) Thats when I got up and left A beating heart and a microphone, A ticking clock in an empty home Still tells of these times so long ago, And even though Ive come so far, I know Ive got so far to go and any day now Ill explode Like the angel you are you laugh creating a lightness in my chest, Your eyes they penetrate me, (your answers always maybe) Thats when I got up and left Each and everyday it leads into tomorrow And tomorrow brings one less day without you But dont wait up just leave the light on Cause all the roads that I might take will all one day lead back to you Like the angel you are you laugh creating a lightness in my chest, Your eyes they penetrate me, (your answers always maybe) Thats when I got up and left
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