One Last Try

I wish I had one last try
Hidden somewhere inside
But it's all been spend before

When I reach for it I can sense it in my hand
And when I try to grasp it
It's like sand, or water
Through my hopeful fingers

This just won't hold, hold

And even if a butterfly lives a hundred years
You and me, we'll still be the same
You and me
We'll be the same



Credits
Writer(s): Ane Brun
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