Pretoria

Cold and numb she stands in the mud
On her hands that served the lord
And all she knew was a bottle of champagne
Which made the bad thoughts run

She starts her day in the middle of the night
You won't see her unless you squint
Just like the sun she will rise but she will fall like a rock
Bad thoughts they run too fast

Oh Pretoria
You were waiting on your mother's call
Oh how I see you
In every move you make

It seems like no one
Cared about Pretoria tonight
There must be someone
Who can help this girl come alive
It seems like no one
Cared about Pretoria tonight
There must be someone
Who can help this girl come alive

Oh Pretoria
You were waiting on my call



Credits
Writer(s): Gustav Molin, Henrik Carl Goran Bielsten, Leo Lonnroth, Milton Erik Cromwell Lonnroth
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