To us the world is everything,
It’s dangerous to be on your own,
To dream of home.
I watch it and I can’t help but play favourites:
A hand-changing card, a face, a heart.
I don’t remember how I got down,
I only know there’s been some kind of harm done.
Writer(s): Pontus Johan Winnberg, Christian Karlsson, Andrew Wyatt Blakemore, Blakemore Wyatt, Andrew Wyatt
Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing/Dlj Songs, Downtown Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing AB, Dipiu S.r.l.
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