Текст: Little Joy. Unattainable.

Only when the goal is unattainable
Do I start to feel like I'm losing myself
And this deep secret
that hasn't come out yet
is burried, down deep
with the rest

I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead

If only songs we're sung
To guide the doubtfull ones
Beyond the rough
where not as much is good enough
Oh if you find yourself
for once a lonely one
I'll be waiting here with open arms

I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead