| Lyrics:The Tiny Music:The Tiny Artist:Ane Brun/Ellekari Larsson | |
| Cross the bridge, go downtown | |
| Then cross your heart, and you will find | |
| A story never told a reason to grow old? | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I'm around | |
| Neighbours never reckognize | |
| The guy upstairs with no disguise | |
| He's see-through, as it seems | |
| But I know he's in my dreams | |
| I wish that I could go with him | |
| And feel the strenght he has within | |
| And make him understand | |
| That I don't know what is planned | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I'm around | |
| And now I've seen his footprints on the ground | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don't know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade when I'm around | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown |
| Lyrics: The Tiny Music: The Tiny Artist: Ane Brun Ellekari Larsson | |
| Cross the bridge, go downtown | |
| Then cross your heart, and you will find | |
| A story never told a reason to grow old? | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I' m around | |
| Neighbours never reckognize | |
| The guy upstairs with no disguise | |
| He' s seethrough, as it seems | |
| But I know he' s in my dreams | |
| I wish that I could go with him | |
| And feel the strenght he has within | |
| And make him understand | |
| That I don' t know what is planned | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I' m around | |
| And now I' ve seen his footprints on the ground | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade when I' m around | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown |
| Lyrics: The Tiny Music: The Tiny Artist: Ane Brun Ellekari Larsson | |
| Cross the bridge, go downtown | |
| Then cross your heart, and you will find | |
| A story never told a reason to grow old? | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I' m around | |
| Neighbours never reckognize | |
| The guy upstairs with no disguise | |
| He' s seethrough, as it seems | |
| But I know he' s in my dreams | |
| I wish that I could go with him | |
| And feel the strenght he has within | |
| And make him understand | |
| That I don' t know what is planned | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade | |
| When I' m around | |
| And now I' ve seen his footprints on the ground | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| Still my heart can always heal | |
| Still don' t know is this for real | |
| When colours they seem to fade when I' m around | |
| Across the bridge and down the street in downtown |