Woorden: Violet Indiana. Russian Doll. New Girl.

He tries to feed me whispers
Sweetly in my ear
He says the words, the ones i need to hear

I'm his blue bell
I'm his new girl
I'm his blue bell

His heart is smiling and it's right next to mine
I drift into his world and i lose my mind

I'm his blue bell
I'm his new girl
I'm his blue bell
I'm his blue bell
I'm his blue bell
I'm his new girl
I'm his blue bell
I'm his blue bell

We walk together into fields coloured blue
Kissed by the sun i want to lie beside you

New girl (blue bell...)

I'm his blue bell
I'm his new girl
I'm his blue bell
I'm his new girl
I'm his blue bell