lyrics
After all painful, disdainful, indispensable things,
I'm try'n to sneak a peek at my innermost force.
I'm longing for distance, distraction and Norge.
When I attain to that country, oh, so far away,
I'm thrilled by the ocean, a sight to behold,
It's autumn and windy but not a bit cold.
Love, my dear, is it all
Love? My dear, is it all
Love? My dear, is it all
Love? My dear, is it all...
Right now we're talking 'bout everything that comes into our minds.
'bout kings and 'bout freedom, and hypocrisy,
'bout ams and 'bout happiness and honesty.
Now that we're talking I can fell your voice entrancin' me.
I admit that I'm pleased by your advertency,
Why aren't we talking 'bout you and 'bout me?
Love, my dear, is it all
Love? My dear, is it all
Love? My dear, is it all
Love? My dear, ...
credits
from
Don't Listen,
released October 15, 2015
Text/Musik: Christian Hotz
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