Mending hand bleeding and
Lend my hands the wheel, you fly over me
Let it go now, you've been glad too
With my hand as the wheel you cry over me
I would like to be a child
Drown with me until you die

I thought I, I heard you cry
But it's just the wheels that ride over me
But then I, I know that's why
When I hear you sneeze

You're my dancing girl
I never thought you'd mean the world
It's why I'm here and why it seems reliable
So much time for us
There's nowhere here but there it was
The tale I had, and you became a friend again

I can hear them
They lost their sense and feelings
When you touch the wheel
I'll be alright asleep forever

I would like to be a child
Drown with me until you die

You're my dancing girl
I never thought you'd mean the world
It's why I'm here, and why it seems reliable
So much time for us
There's nowhere here but there it was

Copyright: Fintage House Publishing
Writer(s): BO RUNE MADSEN, JOHAN HASLUND WOHLERT, JONAS BJERRE TERKELSBOEL, SILAS UTKE GRAAE JOERGENSEN