. Oh the bitter winds are coming in. And I'm already missing the summer. Stockholm's cold, but I've been told. I was born to endure this kind of weather. When it's you I find like a ghost in my mind.
I tried this. Tried that. Tried everything. Coming right back. Right back. Back away from me. I need you to stay right there. I tried this. Tried that. Tried everything. Coming right back. Right back.
Wash away the anger. Here I stand beneath. The warm and soothing rain. The droplets falling. Gently down on the terrain. Wash away the sorrow. All the stains of time. But there's no memory. It's only