( Pal Waaktaar/Mags)

Your coat is hanging loosely
On your slender frame
There's many roads to lave by
But few come back again
I don't believe it
I believe it
Take a look around and see
What's stopping you is stopping me
One moonless night and we'll make it right
And vanish in the dark of night
Pack up your things and go
Run down the road, don't take it slow
Pack up your things today and run away
Yeah, run away
You say it's useless crying
Never got you far
You claim there's none as lonely

To be continued...