But we could live by the foot of the mountain We could clear us a yard in the back Build a home by the foot of the mountain We could stay there and
The shadowside You say I have Is making everything Go bad You say I dona??t Care enough For all the things that I have got But I do And I will I dona
Wrong You never got it wrong You always got it right But now some time has passed; Youa??re ever so slightly off Thing you could do asleep In a not too
You can run through every forest You can sail in the seven seas You can climb the highest mountain To try and dissolve these memories In case you never
make your movements known... There comes a time You dona??t even know whata??s missing Some sugar to make the pill go down You need a line A push in
beginnings of a tear Clearing the tower We take the air Start the simulator Give your tanks a stir The bright ejecta blanket All is still a blur Switch
keeping you here The phone is off the hook As you sink into a book You dona??t know where you are From the world; detached Unto a girl you latched
You stand in the doorway A block up the street Ringing the doorbell There's tapping of feet High yellow hair And a worn brown suit Enter and break the
Empty glass Gets another round Squeaky chair Makes another sound There is a gentle breeze Playing in your hair Come take a bow While youa??re still All
Dona??t change me Ia??m gonna break if you try Dona??t change you You know the tears Ia??m gonna cry And I sure will Miss us when wea??re gone Youa
Oversættelse: A-ha. Foot Of The Mountain.
everything But we could live by the foot of the mountain We could clear us a yard in the back Build a home by the foot of the mountain We could stay
: The Bandstand You stand in the doorway A block up the street Ringing the doorbell There?s tapping of feet High yellow hair And a worn brown suit...
: The shadowside You say I have Is making everything Go bad You say I don?t Care enough For all the things that I have got But I do And I will I don?
is keeping you here The phone is off the hook As you sink into a book You don?t know where you are From the world; detached Unto a girl you latched It