sometimes I wonder..
And I'm here agen whit my sorrow, whit the panik groving inside
I think I have to leave!
In some odd way I never seen my self entirely normal, I'll never seen my self living in Nykvarn
not even Sweden I supose.
But then when I'm gone, I wanna go back.
Where I'm I supose to be?
My seeking is never gonna end is it?
How long I'm I supose to go on and on and on?
Until I find my home?, Until I Know what I want to do? and until I find my peace?
Sometimes I wonder, is it ever gonna happen?
I think I have to leave!
In some odd way I never seen my self entirely normal, I'll never seen my self living in Nykvarn
not even Sweden I supose.
But then when I'm gone, I wanna go back.
Where I'm I supose to be?
My seeking is never gonna end is it?
How long I'm I supose to go on and on and on?
Until I find my home?, Until I Know what I want to do? and until I find my peace?
Sometimes I wonder, is it ever gonna happen?
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