And everyone dreams of birds, even you and me
Suddenly you end up under a tram
For Vasastan is like Chinatown
And I dance with a girl
She dances me crazy
Then she dances with Rickard, on the sidewalk
But why aren't there more of us?
And that is it only you who smiles
There must be something wrong with you
Because nothing is logical
Because Nothing is magical
And it's so tragic
So I run back to you
Need some love from the wrong kind
And sympathies from the wrong way< br/>Nothing is logical
Nothing is magic
And it is so tragic
So I run back to you
Nothing is logical< br/>Nothing is romantic
And it's so tragic
So I run back to you

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