You have thought about everything that is said about me
You can believe all that you have heard about me
You can ask questions about the truth
Whether you have one or a thousand
Answer right from your heart now
Your pity I can do without
If this is all we have time for
So hold me tight
Hold me darling now
Stockholm awakes slowly
On drugs and with grief
The snows rents out its innocence
To all of Kungsholms Torg
It feels like when I came here
Way back in 93
A pitiful row of footprints
An unknown continent
Let go, please let go now
I can stand, walk, or crawl away from here
If this is all we will have time for
So hold me tight my darling now
The city awakes slowly
And I am drunk again
The snow rents out its innocence
Because everyone just feels like crap
It feels like when I came here
Way back in 93
A pitiful row of footprints
An unending continent
Stockholm awakes slowly
And I am drunk again
The snow rents out its innocence
To all of Kungsholmen
And it feel like when we came here
To the land of possibilities
You can follow my tracks home
Columbus was my name