torsdag 29 januari 2009

The name of the game.

I've seen you twice, in a short time
Only a week since we started
It seems to me, for every time
I'm getting more open-hearted

I was an impossible case
No-one ever could reach me
But I think I can see in your face
There's a lot you can teach me
So I wanna know...

What's the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
What's the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..
The name of the game

What's the name of the game?
(Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Does it mean anything to you?
(Got a feeling you give me no choice)
But it means a lot, what's the name of the game?
(Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

3 kommentarer:

Anonym sa...

Inte visste jag att du gillade ABBA?/VB som inte orkar logga in

MELISENDE sa...

How could you not know? Minns du inte s:t anna-gatan? Dreadful hours med blivande strultonåring och Abba? No?

Anonym sa...

Jorå, jag minns att vi lyssnade på ABBA men inte att du gillade dem fortf. / VB orkar fortf inte lågga in