Kiss - Venke Knutson

Shadows fall

Leaving traces in your face

That I can look for when I’m old

And think of all the days we could have missed

Now here again

I’m always young in the silly lines

Of poetry

But I believe

That tide is turning

Round and round again.

Ooohh, I’m a little suprised by your kiss

And who’s going to blame me for this

A little song today

An illution in a pictureframe to stay.

You pass me by

This old man with his cane and all

Heading for an eveningstroll

The streets were wet with rain

And even though he did not speak

He told alot

By beeing weak I saw a glimt

Of who he’d been

And who I’d like to be.

Ooohh, I’m a little suprised by your kiss

And who’s going to blame me for this

A little song today

An illution in a pictureframe to stay.

Now where you wanna go

What you wanna know

Makes the world go round

What you wanna be

It doesn’t matter to me

Just sing from your soul

Sing from your soul

You’re growing old.

And ooohh, I’m a always suprised by your kiss

And who’s going to blame me for this

A little song today

An illution in a pictureframe

And ooohh, I’m a little suprised by your kiss

And who’s going to blame me for this

A little song today

An illution in a pictureframe

And ooohh, I’m a little suprised by your kiss

And who’s going to blame me for this

A little song today

An illution in a pictureframe to stay.

An illution in a pictureframe to stay.