Silver birch against a Swedish sky
The singer in the band made me want to cry
We're all inside our own heads now
We are leaving new friends, leaving this townI wish you could be here with me
I would show you off like a trophy
The road it winds, it twists, it turns
Oh my stomach burnsOnce again I'll be the foolish one
Thinking a blink of these lashes would make you come
Don't you worry, don't get in a state
I don't believe in true love anywayWho's being pessimistic now?
I could document this as our first, as our last row
The more you look forlorn
The more to you I warmI won't be seeing you for a long while
Oh I hope it's not as long as these country miles
I feel lost
I feel lostNo, I won't be seeing you for a long while
I hope it's not as long as these country miles
I feel lost
I feel lostNo I won't be seeing you for a long while
I hope it's not as long as these country miles
I feel lost
I feel lostNo I won't be seeing you for a long while
I hope it's not as long as these country miles
I feel lost
I feel lostI feel lost
I got lost