Louise Hoffsten When The Blue Is Gone
[L. Hoffsten] The burning cigarette guarded your mouth from me kissing you With your hands in your pocket declaring that it's all over and through The coldness in your eyes says I should have left long ago When the blue is gone When the blue is gone I'll go to places unknown The one thing I'll always remember is your back I wanted to hold I know every scare, every birthmark the only language it spoke All dressed up in an armoured suit I know I'll never get through When the blue is gone When the blue is gone I'll bury the memories kiss them goodbye and give it another try
