And I'll sleep 'till May,
I'll say that I don't want to see the sun anymore..
I can't go home
I cannot sleep
I cannot give
I cannot keep
This heart of stone has left me here
With only rumors of your love
I guess to see you leaving was for the best
I dream too much
and spend my days
Like a sailor lost at sea
And you were like a mermaid
in that Danish fairytale
I guess the best thing that I could do
is to sail..