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• Artiste: Jonas Bjerre
• Titre: Until Tomorrow Finds You
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She was looking for her lost shoe, But she didn't have a clue where it went to. This time she will find out why Things are not right. He would be home late and then scoff, Just an old hat and a chair with its legs off. Tell me now, what was he to do? Man, he missed you. "I'll never, I'll never leave you, Leave you, Leave you." She took photographs Mostly black and white 'Cause that's what she liked best. "I'll never, I'll never leave you, Leave you, Leave you." Dream of empty boats Until tomorrow finds you. There's no record of A promise made that binds you. We feel We feel We feel through the shell. Through the shell! What's her nick-name, hmmm? If I can discover her sight, I'll never leave her blind And what's wrong with the show? Please. And she is ever tired. She was looking for her lost shoe, But she didn't have a clue where it went to. This time she will find out why Things are not right. He would be home late and then scoff, Just an old hat and a chair with its legs off. Tell me now, what was he to do? Man, he missed you. Dream of empty boats Until tomorrow finds you. There's no record of A promise made that binds you. We feel We feel We feel through the shell. Through the shell! If I can discover her sight, I'll never leave her blind And what's wrong with the show? Please. And she is ever tired. What's her nick-name, hmmm? If we're gonna fight for real, Then I won't see her appeal That rolls south from her shoulders, And she'll never be enlightened. What's her nick-name, hmmm? We feel We feel We feel through the shell. Seems that our town has a failing star. Seems that our town doesn't care who we are.