7778 — Tinavie

She will never leave your mind: Tell me, do you love her? I swear that I will give you back All my joy and happiness. When you find yourself, I will lose myself instead: I will lose my place

When I hold the stolen keys When I hold the stolen keys I feel a fire in my hands. The more I stay alone, The more life’s closing in.

Chorus

You want to find yourself, To be a lucky man. And I want to find myself… To be a lucky woman