The Alps
The faint smell of smoke
Crept across the town
I'm getting weaker just like vampires in the daylight
One foot in the grave
One pushing the pedal down
We'll hide in the alps the alps the alps the alps the alps
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
The road calls me again
'Cause baby I'm a libertine
But before I go
Would you tie my laces
The train's not here
'Cause someone jumped the tracks again
We'll head for the alps the alps the alps the alps the alps
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
Crept across the town
I'm getting weaker just like vampires in the daylight
One foot in the grave
One pushing the pedal down
We'll hide in the alps the alps the alps the alps the alps
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
The road calls me again
'Cause baby I'm a libertine
But before I go
Would you tie my laces
The train's not here
'Cause someone jumped the tracks again
We'll head for the alps the alps the alps the alps the alps
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
And our hearts beat on to
The rhythm of the windshield wipers
Don't turn back 'cause we have come too far
Make an escape like a shooting star
I'm afraid, afraid of everything
Parking lots filled with empty cars
Hundreds of things that we can do without
There's a pill for everything
Credits
Writer(s): Miikka Koivisto, Lasse Lindfors, Mikko Hakila, Jussi Ylikoski
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