DROWNIN' IN A SIGH
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The pale light finds its way,
Through the torn and yellow curtains;
The wringling smoke from my cigarette,
Lays itself to rest in my eyes;
I turn my head to the wall,
And send my last thoughts to you -

La la la and I'm drownin' in a sigh
La la la  and I'm drownin' in your sigh -
Drownin' in your perfect sigh.

words: B. Österman
music: L. Forsberg/ I. Svahn

22 August 1987