Warm Sand

Tina Dickow

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    You held the door
    Looking over your shoulder
    Face to the floor
    It was already over
    They took a good look at you
    They knew that you couldn't follow through
    Just stood there and laughed at you
    What could I do?

    Warm sand underneath my feet
    No promises left for you to keep
    Fortune smiling back at me
    Forgetting the things that couldn't be

    I pulled at your dress
    But you took no notice
    You left me to guess
    Your desperate motives
    Left here as unfamiliar eyes
    Held you and pushed me aside
    Aching with blame I
    Watched from inside

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    Warm sand underneath my feet
    No promises left for you to keep
    Fortune smiling back at me
    Forgetting the things that couldn't be
    The things that might have been
    The things that should have been

    It's all I'd ever dream of
    It's all I'd ever hope to touch whenever I'd reach out

    Warm sand underneath my feet
    No promises left for you to keep
    Fortune smiling back at me
    Forgetting
    Warm sand underneath my feet
    No promises left for you to keep
    Fortune smiling back at me
    Forgetting the things that could have been
    The things that might have been
    The things that should have been

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    Composición: Mads Hauge, Julie Thompson y Tina Dickow

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