Siv Jakobsen - The Nordic Mellow

Blanket

I would come
As you would run
And I would fall into pieces
And I would chase after you
Like I was poison
And you were my aim
I would yell
Out your name
Watch your gaze fly to the floor
Oh but never mind
You were never mine
You've spilled your secret -
Now spill your crime
Cause in the mornings, in the evenings I would wait, but my patience would spill
On the floors and on the ceilings, through my mouth as I called for you
I called
Called
And I would fold
Yes I would fold
Cause I am a blanket
And you were cold

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Writer(s): Siv Kalland Jakobsen
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