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Anna Ternheim

After years of having you As a weight on my heart We've had our last round Your words are weightless They once weighed gold And had me spellbound You

Lately you've been bothered by your friends We will disturb you, to make you talk again Try to find the other side of you The things you hide, what you

Mind made up, I'd given all for you C'est la folie d'amour By now my mind is clear You planted all the fear Doubts and despair and You keep my heart

Leaving on a Mayday Fine summer pain In his heart, on his tongue The taste is sweet again Leaving on a Mayday Fine summer pain But his head's a feather

Maybe we are the damaged ones Endless need like a burning sun Burns like you, my damaged one On my knees in a faceless crowd We go blind when the stakes

Fine white sheet and candles, too Beds in a straight row, one's for you No one talks straight at you Just outside in the hallway Flowers in the window

It's getting late I think my time is running out No one special Nothing lasting with inside How should I stay calm When panic lies just ahead? Everyone

Off the road, somewhere I don't know Soon with you, it's gonna blow In your car for hours and days Weeks and months, windows rolled down Pass small cities

( Demo ) Me and you A better laugh in twenty years from now It's unprospective and dedication I would find somebody new He better be someone special