Scandinavian Girl

The Gothenburg streets were like silver sheets As I kicked my feet through the snowy world And in that land there I held the hand of my Scandinavian girl We stood as part of a bleak facade Though the city's heart was still beating And for a while there, I shared a smile with my Scandinavian girl And I stood there quite surprised To see reflected in her eyes The very thought I left unsaid As too unwise And so we pa*sed through a world of gla*s And the moment pa*sed and was lost to time Time too soon with his broken moon took my Scandinavian girl