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Text & Musik: JÖRN INGWERSEN
Alle Stimmen, alle Instrumente: JÖRN INGWERSEN
Alle Stimmen, alle Instrumente: JÖRN INGWERSEN
A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
Don’t say what you have to say
Just grant me one last dance
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
Can’t you look me in the eye?
Is this our last good-bye?
Are we really a nine-year wonder?
Are we really going under?
Where’s the love that took us so high
We had to land so hard we cried?
Do we really have to separate?
Am I not your soul-mate?
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
You’re not sure if you want me,
But you’re jealous just the same.
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
Don’t say what you have to say,
I know you’re on your way.
Is this the quiet before the storm?
Is this the point of no return?
Out on a limb and out of touch,
Why are you holding such a grudge?
I thought our thing was fate
I thought you were my soul-mate
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
Don’t say what you have to say,
Just grant me one last dance.
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
I see your hand is trembling.
Is this really how we’re ending?
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
Don’t say what you have to say
Just grant me one last dance
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
Can’t you look me in the eye?
Is this our last good-bye?
Are we really a nine-year wonder?
Are we really going under?
Where’s the love that took us so high
We had to land so hard we cried?
Do we really have to separate?
Am I not your soul-mate?
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
You’re not sure if you want me,
But you’re jealous just the same.
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
Don’t say what you have to say,
I know you’re on your way.
Is this the quiet before the storm?
Is this the point of no return?
Out on a limb and out of touch,
Why are you holding such a grudge?
I thought our thing was fate
I thought you were my soul-mate
A Penny for your thoughts,
A Pound for your silence.
Don’t say what you have to say,
Just grant me one last dance.
A Penny for your thoughts,
The end of our romance.
I see your hand is trembling.
Is this really how we’re ending?
