The Sound

Scania
Zealand

Elsinore
Helsingborg
Malmö
Copenhagen

Millions of people all around
But right here
On this very hill by the shores of the sea
Are in this very moment only you, only me

You give me a little blue flower
You say forget-me-not
And I never will

I feel your hand in my hair
Your head on my shoulder
Salty winds are blowing from the sound
And I follow you down on the ground

Your tongue in my mouth
Your body on mine
Four eyes that meet in love
Four lips that meet in desire
The most beautiful things our lives have to offer

Looking deep into your eyes
I could gaze into these pretty eyes forever
That is how beautiful these eyes are
And just as deep is my love for you

You’re closing your eyes in a smile
And I plead to the sea to stop surging
I plead to the wind to stop whistling
No one must ever disturb you
I’ll let you rest here in silence
By my side you will always be safe

Want to scream out my joy to the wind from
The highest of all mountain tops
Want to whisper my glee to the water
From the deepest of graves in the sea

Here with you tonight I’ve found my Heaven
It’s a small hill next to Öresund
I am yours now
And together we’ll never be lonely again