Don't know how
Or where to start
Here we're standing again
And I see now
From where we are
That our road has come to an end
Though we've come this far
I don't know why
But I still can't see who you are


I don't want you to cry
Don't want us to say goodbye
But I know that we're falling apart
I don't need your lies
And if you don't sympathise
Tell me how will I know who you are

Ligger i en hotellsäng precis brevid höga kusten bron och kikar på Grannfejden. Imogon blir det att fara på bergravning och mysa en stund i Kramfors. Får se om jag åker hem imorgon kväll eller om jag far på lördag.