Det glitrer hvitt over fjellet i natt, det er vakkert vintervær. I riket jeg bor alene, og som dronning står jeg her. Og vinden hyler lik som stormen i mitt bryst. Holdt det ikke ut, himlen så min dys
When I came there, I was dressed in blues. Watched her dancing, without no shoes. I couldn't help it but I was feeling down. Wanted her to disappear when I led her down She's your angel, she's your
Caught your eyes across the cantina floor. Hiding my smile when you passed through the door. We were young, only 17. Driving around in your daddy's dream And I was your angel, oh baby, you were my
Holding on to pieces, of our summer, going by. On a wall of memories, at the edges of my mind. Whoa, they used to tell a story. But they’re just paper to me now. Whoa, they used to say 1000 words.
I've been walking down this winding road. No sign showing me where to go. Far away I can see the city lights. I'll get there if I have to walk a mile I've been waiting, waiting, for so long now. A