The air feels heavy I can’t breath in hereA long long

You warm me up when the world gets coldWith words that

If I only had tomorrowToday I’d look for youIf I only

He ran up the path with blood on his handsAnd a

Nothing makes sense in the mornings anywaySo feelings are back in

Over noodles from yesterdayI'm attempting some kind of a talkNot that

Like synchronised swimmersIn an ocean of soundsWe're only beginnersStill looking aroundIt's

He's a big blue monsterFrom a cartoon scriptHe could have gunsShoot

(Icelandic Folk Song)Sumri Hallar hausta ferHeyri snjallir ýtarHafa fjallahnjúkarnirHúfur mjalla hvítarGirnast

She flies much fasterShouts much louderLooks much fresherAnd eats much less

Who loves the sunWho cares that it makes plants growWho cares

Hafdís think about all those things you fearJust be

A girl in a nylon apron serves me cinnamon toastOn a

They say it's better to love and lose then to never

stjörnur vaka hérAllar saman yfir þérHátt á himni seint

Think I'm here for all the wrong reasonsCan't do it wrong,

It felt like i'd lost the keyTo my own happinessThen you

You and i in the picture on the sideWe are young,

Somehow it hurts to be happyIn your headI see your seasonal

Þú ert yndið mitt yngsta og bestaÞú ert ástarhnossið mitt nýttÞú