Hänsyn - KENT

He knows he does wrong

He knows that you are usually right

You never keep score

You do not care about who wins

He knows he does wrong

That you stand behind

And catch him

When he falls

Just one of a thousand details

That makes him love you

That makes one love you

That makes me love you

That makes us love you

You are always on time

But I have never seen you hurry

It strikes me when I see you walk away

So straight-backed such soft posture

You are like a spell

That makes one love you

That makes one love you

That makes me love you

That makes us love you

I hurt you sometimes

I see traces of your tears

You expect nothing and you have always

Been so easy to forgive

Just one of a thousand small mysteries

That makes him loves you

That makes one love you

That makes me love you

That makes us love you