Woorden:
Ekdahl Lisa

Down with love With flowers and rice and shoes Down with love The root of all midnight blues Down with things That give you that well-known pain Take

My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything leaves me totally cold The only exception I know in this case When I'm out in a quiet spree

I don't miss you anymore Unless the moonlight's great Or on a starry night I just might miss you A little bit I don't miss you anymore Unless it's a

If the sun Refused to shine Down on me 'Till the end of time As long as i have your caress Your tenderness I will be blessed If the stars Refused their

It's oh, so quiet, shh shh It's oh, so still, shh shh You're all alone, shh shh And so peaceful until You fall in love, zing boom The sky up above, zing

I've a beau, his name is Jim, he loves me I love him But he tells me I'm too prim, that means I'm too slow I let him rant, I let him rave, I let him muss

I'm a fool to want you Such a fool to want you To want a love that can't be true A love that's there for others too I'm a fool to hold you Such a fool

Love for sale Appetizing young love for sale Love that's fresh and still unspoiled Love that's only slightly soiled Love for sale Who will buy? Who would

There was a boy A very small enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he