Inga Liljestrom

Stolen
Tundra, fjords and ice A small silent man The lines on his hands change I'll unravel him You're stolen me with love I'd have given it anyway A mountain top No need for air Keep me breathing So high here You're stolen me with love I'd have given it anyway You're stolen me with love I'd have given it anyway I cried into his beard A wolfman into beard Melt into your hands Suck into your mouth From Letras Mania