| I can still hear the sea breeze blowing
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| I can still see her dark eyes glowing
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| She was twenty-three
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| When I left GBG
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| They told me, do not go to Stockholm
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| Because you will never be the same again
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| In my opinion, if you do, never come back
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| For a pair of brown eyes I went
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| But Stockholm will never be my city
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| I offered someone the hand, it's -93
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| And she said, "I'm taking it in secret."
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| And together we fly south
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| But I knew from that moment
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| That she would drag me down over time
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| I'm standing on the platform, it's -99
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| My brother was a teacher in Copenhagen
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| And I visited there sometimes
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| I used to take home a few grams
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| Please do not touch my bag
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| The customs officer looked at me and I looked at him
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| And it feels like I have given everything I can give
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| Still, I have not found what I was looking for
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| I've been to all the cities
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| Looking for you
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| Boys
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| I've seen it all
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| Which once burned but then got cold
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| I've seen you once standing at the front
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| And those who once wanted to shake my hand
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| But they and I were never friends
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| Now I see
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| No, we were air
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| Air and nothing more
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| But you, you leaned towards me when you were weak
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| And I helped you through the day
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| I was therefore you when you were alone
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| And I was there for you when you were sad
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| You lay on the rails
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| You were so tired
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| You let the trains take care of you
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| And it feels like I have given everything I can give
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| Still, I have not found what I was looking for
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| I've been to all the cities
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| Looking for you
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| (I've been to all the cities)
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| I've been to all the cities
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| (Okay) |