Summer Paradise

Oh, Oh Take me back, take me back Oh yeah Back to summer paradise My heart is sinking As I’m lifting up Above the clouds away from you And I can’t believe I’m leaving Oh I don’t kno-kno-know what I’m gonna do But someday I will find my way back To where your name Is…

Hunter’s Camp

If travel is searching and home has been found I’m not stopping I’m going hunting i’m the hunter i’ll bring back the goods but i don’t know when Thought that i could organise freedom how scandinavian of me you sussed it out, didn’t you? You could smell it so you left me on my own…