So if you’d walk

A thousand miles

Until you’d reach our home tonight

We’d set fire

To everything

So what d’’ you think

Through heavy snowfall

And bitter cold

I hope you’re packed

In solid clothes

Your shiny mooses

Don’t need to rest

It’s for the best

Maybe it is true

Love’s to bleed

True love

Is to need

Sometimes

It flows to the sea

That’s why you always come

Back to me

With jam & coffee

And toasted bread

On Sunday morning

We’ll talk and sit

And we’re surprised

That we are blessed

Such happiness

You’re so attractive

Your salty smell

Is my favourite flavour

I live to tell

That by tonight

You will be here

Come, I’m in need

True love

To need, we have

Agreed

True love don’t need no receipt