Album by Anna Ternheim
Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Anna Ternheim, Maybe we are the damaged ones endless need, like a burning
By Anna Ternheim, Leaving on a Mayday, fine summer pain in his heart on
By Anna Ternheim, Hard to believe how people move Falling out of love with
By Anna Ternheim, No I don't remember What brought us to this What places we
By Anna Ternheim, No one I'll rather be with than you Never say the
By Anna Ternheim, You are my everything My head and my heart, my mind,
By Anna Ternheim, On the black Sunday afternoon sun is pale like the
By Anna Ternheim, Fine white sheet and candles, too Beds in a straight row,
By Anna Ternheim, Off the road, somewhere I don't know Soon with you, it's
By Anna Ternheim, Last summer was mad, remember the rain I know people complained