When we wake up tomorrow The Snow Fairies are no longer. Their final concert is held tonight at eight o'clock at Popfest in New England. And I can not even say goodbye in a sensible way. I am tongue-tied.
thinking back to yesterday
a busride home, the starry sky
wishing I'd said everything
or drawn a picture of days gone by
I hope you don't think that I have nothing to say
I'm just tongue-tied
distracted by the pink of your cheeks
as you're walking away
feels like only yesterday
a bikeride home in summertime
you know what's inside my head
and that's just fine, cause now you're mine
I know you don't think that I have nothing to say
I'm still tongue-tied
enchanted by the pink of your cheeks and your smile
as you're walking my way
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