Little cat is on her toes
Out the door and off she goes
As if caught in midst a well-planned crime
The sound of Spring makes me strong
Hold on babe, it won't be long
Until the hops start to climb
Light slowly starts to appear
And finally some sense of being here
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
The smell of soap, the smell of dirt
A slightly bigger linen skirt
And you smile as if you're finally home
High time for the silver birch
And for fireworks to re-emerge
Babe, your sister's on the phone
A growing calm, a settling sea
And a nameless sunrise as if it was for you and me
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
Of life and its might
In my haze of early morning
You were chasing butterflies
With a blanket tightly in your hand
And your mother's dark brown eyes
153 more days...
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Little cat is on her toes
Out the door and off she goes
As if caught in midst a well-planned crime
The sound of Spring makes me strong
Hold on babe, it won't be long
Until the hops start to climb
Light slowly starts to appear
And finally some sense of being here
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
The smell of soap, the smell of dirt
A slightly bigger linen skirt
And you smile as if you're finally home
High time for the silver birch
And for fireworks to re-emerge
Babe, your sister's on the phone
A growing calm, a settling sea
And a nameless sunrise as if it was for you and me
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
Of life and its might
In my haze of early morning
You were chasing butterflies
With a blanket tightly in your hand
And your mother's dark brown eyes
153 more days...
Out the door and off she goes
As if caught in midst a well-planned crime
The sound of Spring makes me strong
Hold on babe, it won't be long
Until the hops start to climb
Light slowly starts to appear
And finally some sense of being here
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
The smell of soap, the smell of dirt
A slightly bigger linen skirt
And you smile as if you're finally home
High time for the silver birch
And for fireworks to re-emerge
Babe, your sister's on the phone
A growing calm, a settling sea
And a nameless sunrise as if it was for you and me
153 more days
We will be here, struck by grace
Safe travel on your way
We will be here at your break of day
153 more nights
We will be here to witness the light
Of life and its might
In my haze of early morning
You were chasing butterflies
With a blanket tightly in your hand
And your mother's dark brown eyes
153 more days...
Writer: Lars Ekengren
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