Blonde Redhead - Oslo Lyrics
Nothing, I thought nothing of youJust another young manRunning up the mountainThere are many like youMistaken, it's not meant to be thisIt's not meant to be loveCrossing path and that is allAnd that was allTurning meAnd handle meCome through meAnd close to meTurning meAnd handle meCome through meAnd close to meI wish we had one long nightStain each otherWe won't see one anotherWill you always rememberè½?Turning meAnd handle meCome through meAnd close to meTurning meAnd handle meCome through meAnd close to me