Bilde Topp


We spoke last night
You said you were fine
But I've got a feeling
That somethings not right
./. So I won't pretend
'cause being your friend
Means you can try again ./.

We spoke last night
Somehow I can't fight
My words deserting me
I feel chained, I feel blue
./. There's a chance that you
needed a friend
I misunderstood again ./.

Please understand
I will be at hand
I guess I'm no good
Don't see what I should
./. So I wont pretend
That I'm a good friend
But I care and I'm here ./.

Tell me if you want to
I will listen if you need to
Spoken fears are a lesser threat
Than the ones hidden under your breath

Words by Grethe Årum

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