Nödrim
So boring. Nothing to do.
Staring at the ocean, thinking of you.
A tick-tocking clock is all that I hear,
approaching the time when you will be near.
Waiting is murder, but arriving is birth!
To have you in my arms is unmatched in its worth
Staring at the ocean, thinking of you.
A tick-tocking clock is all that I hear,
approaching the time when you will be near.
Waiting is murder, but arriving is birth!
To have you in my arms is unmatched in its worth