| Song | Someone, Somewhere |
| Artist | Dikta |
| Album | Hunting for Happiness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The page isn´t blank anymore | |
| And it´s corners are bent | |
| It´s turned from bright white to yellow | |
| But it´s readable still | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone was made for you | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone believes in you | |
| But maybe they´re dead | |
| Here, at the end of all things | |
| our packed bags have no use | |
| All that We Brought to this place | |
| Had been dragging us down | |
| But the mountains have moved | |
| And the earth has stopped spinning | |
| The river ran deep | |
| But now it´s half-empty | |
| You are you own saviour |
| The page isn t blank anymore | |
| And it s corners are bent | |
| It s turned from bright white to yellow | |
| But it s readable still | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone was made for you | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone believes in you | |
| But maybe they re dead | |
| Here, at the end of all things | |
| our packed bags have no use | |
| All that We Brought to this place | |
| Had been dragging us down | |
| But the mountains have moved | |
| And the earth has stopped spinning | |
| The river ran deep | |
| But now it s halfempty | |
| You are you own saviour |
| The page isn t blank anymore | |
| And it s corners are bent | |
| It s turned from bright white to yellow | |
| But it s readable still | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone was made for you | |
| Someone, somewhere | |
| Someone believes in you | |
| But maybe they re dead | |
| Here, at the end of all things | |
| our packed bags have no use | |
| All that We Brought to this place | |
| Had been dragging us down | |
| But the mountains have moved | |
| And the earth has stopped spinning | |
| The river ran deep | |
| But now it s halfempty | |
| You are you own saviour |