Intro: Verso: Silver Birch against a Swedish sky The singer in the band made me want to cry We're all inside our own heads now We are leaving new friends, leaving this town And I wish you could be here with me I would show you off like a trophy The road it winds, it twists, it turns Now my stomach burns Verso: Once again, I'll be the foolish one Thinking a blink of these lashes would make you come Don't you worry, don't get in a state I don't believe in true love anyway Who's being pessimistic now? I could document this as our first and our last row The more you look forlorn, the more to you I warm I won't be seeing you for a long while I hope it's not as long as a country mile I feel lost... I feel lost... Outro: