You say you could have frozen to death in the snow
On that new years eve so many years ago
Turned all blue wearing nothing but your sisters coat
That is what you think of as time pass by
And you grow old
Sweet, sweet blue
You let noone
Come close to you
A train is riding through the landscape at night
Heavily breathing, quitely passing by
You want to get on but it’s already out of sight
All you have left is the railroads to follow
Shining fishbones in moonlight
Sweet, sweet blue
You let noone
Come close to you
Sweet, sweet blue
Noone runs as fast
As you do
And when you finaly return to the wolf pack
People just ask you why you’re back
To this small town where the roads are black
You search them for a lonely heart
You can highjack
Thumps up! Jeg kan godt lide tonen i det her, hvis du forstår. I vers 2 er der flotte billeder! Jeg går ud fra at "Shining fishbones in moonlight" er the railroad? Kan ikke huske hvad det hedder på dansk:) Heavily breathing, quitly passing.. :)
SvarSletPræcis! You got it all right!
SvarSletBlev også ret tilfreds - vi kan godt lide billeder - mere af det.
Jeg elsker at vi syntes hinanden er så dygtige.
Ja haha! Jeps. Billeder er godt. Prøver også at bruge det i den tekst jeg vidste dig sidst, som a propro er svær, at få til at blive rigtig god. Lægger den op på bloggen her, så jeg kan få noget hjælp! ;)
SvarSletJa gør det så kigger vi på det :)
SvarSletjeg tænker måske det skal være "sweet betty blue" i stedet :D
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