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