Fri (bland ingenting)
de Broder Henrik Rapp
I'm up here on my own again, I'm always on my own
They don't know anything at all, they see just what they want
Can't they see I'm not really here? I'm back there with you.
Chorus: Flying away, wish I could say you would be there tomorrow and always
Just have to go, wish I could know you would always remember me now and always
Turning my face away again, I'm always turned away
Wanting someone to talk it out, without you always
Chorus x3
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