Frøkedal
Hybel
Oh, the moment I call a flight
I only wanted to be true
Falling over I realise
There's no way of escaping you
Golden heights, fever and shake
Early mornings wide awake
Oh, the moment I call a flight
I only wanted to be true
We won't grow up over night
I've seen the man you accuse
The green and blue
Colours are surrounding you
Colours are surrounding you
From Letras Mania