Tekster:
Marlin Lene Playing My Game

had flown Away to something unknown Wish I could bring you back You're always on my mind About to tear myself apart You have your special place in my

You think you've made it, everything's going so fine But then appears someone who wanna tear you down Wanna rip you off those few nice things you've found

I watch you growing, sometimes I see myself in you It can be scary but kinda funny too Ah, I hear you talking, a lot of similarities Your choice of words

not for you Playing a game I know, you've done too I shouldn't have waited But still it is all the same 'Cause you know I'm just playing my game I'm playing my game

Pass by, don't dare to stop Pass by, don't dare to stop Got a suitcase in my hand Filled with stuff most precious to me Sidewalk brings my feet wherever

not for you Playing a game I know you've done too I shouldn't have waited, But still it is all the same Cause you know, I'm just playing my game, I'm playing my game

Oversættelse: Lene Marlin. Spille mit spil (Acoustic Version).

not for you Playing a game I know you've done too I shouldn't have waited, But still it is all the same Cause you know, I'm just playing my game, I'm playing my game

ll go Far hidden Never to be found 8)Where I'm headed I've got a suitcase in my hand Filled with stuff most precious to me Sidewalk brings my feet Wherever