Peter Morén

A young Joni Mitchell for freaks is staring right at me but passing me by As for me I lost all the ambition to speak when you're not here to do the talking It's not that I want you back but I admit that I sometimes can miss the feeling of being known

Once there'll come a day when I'm full and filled inside I know you helped to build it When the day will come When the day will come I know you're going to share it And once there'll come a day when we sense some sort of link between the battered pie