let's go

come and travel with me
where we’ll go, we’ll see
i don’t wanna stay around
in the same place anymore

i want things to happen
i don’t wanna live a bore
let’s go south on a train
let’s lean out the window pane
feel the winds blow in the hair
afternoon with its glowing air
i just wanna feel the blood flow
i just wanna go, go, go
where the reason is strong
and the logic is weak
i just wanna be me, me
oh, can’t you see
what else could i be?
'lars eriksson'

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