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Itchy palms

Itchy palms, aching hands

Scratch from the longing

The longing to leave here tonight.

I met him here, found myself

Hiding inside

He´s just like the mirror of me.

But I have to go away

Fly into the blue

Can I cry all of me through the earth

So the tears get to you.

Itchy palms, just like him

I know that he follow

Now that he know we exist.

Not alone, not a pair

We´re just like each other

But placed on the opposite sides

Of the world, why so far

It´s not for the better

Now that we know we exist.

But I have to go away

Fly into the blue

Can I cry all of me through the earth

So the tears get to you.

You touch like me, I touch like you

But we dont touch each other

We know that´s the right thing to do

Itchy palms,we´re insane

Playing with fire

With nothing to lose or to gain.

But I have to go away

Fly into the blue

Can I cry all of me through the earth

So the tears get to you.

Go back

	superfroskur
	25.1.2005

sko.. þetta er eitthvað skrytið e-mailið.. get ekki "sent línu" svo ég set það hér.. lag og texti er eftir Heru Hjartardóttur

	Joeserl
	6.5.2004

Getur verið að í þessu lagi sé smá vitleysa með hljómana. Getur ekki verið að þar sem er Em eigi að vera E og þar sem er F eigi að vera D?