Текст: Kate Havnevik. Nowhere Warm.

I go nowhere high, go nowhere warm
Until I see your smile and feel your calm
And I lick a dime, I crave for you, boy
You?re like a parachute descending from the sky

But I?m sure you?re on your way
Yes, I?m sure you?re on the road

I go nowhere high, go nowhere warm
Until you?re by my side, your hand in mine
And I've always known, you?re like a feather
You go where wind and fire melt together

But I?m sure you?re on your way home
Yes, I?m sure you?re on the road

But I?m sure you?re on your way
Yes, I know you?re on the road

And I?m sure you?re faster than before
Yes, I know you?re somewhere on the road
And I reckon there is nothing more to say