Woorden: Murder by Death. Good Morning, Magpie. Foxglove.

A girl came in the night, she brought me a fever
She laid her hands upon my head 'til I was burning up
I woke alone, I was still burning
The fire was all that was left, all that's left of you

It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you

I cut through the brush, I followed your scent
To find the way to you, to find the way to you
I traveled through floods, through valley and glade
To find my way to you, to find my way to you

It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you

I followed a sound that runs in the deep
I woke and I found the voice from my sleep
The girl waited for me, young and pretty
She gave me something cool to drink and that was it for me

It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you

It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you
It was always you, it was always you
It was always