Inga Liljestrom

Monkey shines Snow capped strangers Blind folded we hold hands Going nowhere and far A signpost empty I forget who I am No road is forever dear friend So dangerous This place inside you Lantana honey on my tongue Tastes like winter but warm inside Ah

Hunters seeking clues Tracks are fresh Swift to the kill Deep into it You'll lose all sense He goes by touch Deciphering Broken codes in me I don't know how to move This state I'm in Hold fast my beating heart Here's a deer amongst the hunted A gentl

Distant Mountains Cause his heart to race Race Your wings In flight Dark and sharp Asphalt road Headed for a head on Collision with love I could sense it I could taste it a mile off Hold me, hold me with your eyes Hold me, hold me with your eyes We d