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Stockholm in dry white snow Lights are low Cars drive by real slow In the cold Strangers are passing by And sometimes I See right through their minds But they will never know I'm waiting for her on a corner My chest is full of hope Songs about her are playing on my Walkman radio When she comes by She'll bring the warmth and melt the ice Then we will fly into the light She makes me smile Diamond flakes fall through the sky Then we will fly into the night Life is all frozen here But I don't care Cause I will disappear Into her smile People are passing by With staring eyes I know whats on their mind It scares me deep inside From Letras Mania