Jani Wickholm siivet

Even though I can't say a word
Fine sentences about love but
I keep quiet next to you, that's how my heart is
A breath of one who has traveled to my other longing
It clings to the collar of my jacket again
Presses against my chest, it stuck to my heart
I notice it has grown
How much do wings cost
Money can't buy them
I guess they are earned with wounds
When you believe in the almost impossible
So high
Smoky, wooden bars
Rell I dream, over loneliness
I make a song about you, wings in my heart
I notice that I have grown
How much do wings cost
Money can't buy them< br/>I guess they are earned with wounds
When you believe in the almost impossible
So love takes wings
Fly to fly high
Fly to the almost impossible
Higher than anyone
So high .
How much wings...