Ever since i was eight or nine, I've been standing on the shoreline.
Always waiting, for something lasting.
Loose your hunger, you loose your way
Get confused and you fade away.
Oh this town, Kills you when you are young.
I'm not the girl i used to be, this town has got the youth of me.
All eyes turn hollow from the work of sorrow.
Standing on the paving by the office building .
They've got so much to do, never time for you.
We are shadows, oh we're shadows, shadows in the alley.
You die when you're young .
/ l.wallström
