| Stood still and smiled when left to you
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| «Wanna come with me?» |
| he, he asked
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| I couldn’t do nothing, could just laugh
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| I couldn’t do nothing, nothing
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| Could just laugh
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| At night I try to feel you somehow
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| And I look into constellation and I
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| Imagine you see the same things and I
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| I recall
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon
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| At night, I try to see you somehow
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| And I imagine you beside
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| Look into my mouth
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| When I sang words you couldn’t understand, I was singing:
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| För jag har gråtit floder, och jag flöt nästan bort
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| Ingen utom du kan trösta varfor kom du inte fort?
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| Vinden er för svag och solen er för varm
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| Så länge jag inte vilar i din famn
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon
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| We don’t see the same side of the moon |