Title: You Can't Steal My Love
I was walking down the street with my chains tied up to my feet
I leaned instead of jiggie with the sidewalk
Now this street tells the same old boring tale that has failed in so many ways of life
To trust its stories youÔÇÖve got to be dull as them
And all the love IÔÇÖve got in here
YouÔÇÖve just killed you peasants didnÔÇÖt even care
The love I had in store you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here youÔÇÖve just stolen
You peasants didnÔÇÖt even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch, my golden hand
ÔÇÿCause itÔÇÖs guarded by your promises
I met her in a crowded room where the bookshelves help you and knowledge takes your hand
I watched her beauty from an armchair
I said ÔÇ£Hey girl have you seen that film with those kids in New York in the eighties
Oh, you have ÔÇô Well, can I watch it with you anywayÔÇØ
And all the love Ive got in here
Congratulation Mr. Major you savior, betrayer, you stinking master of trusts
How does it feel to ride all those horses
You cannot touch our hearts when weÔÇÖre in bloom
I assume that weÔÇÖll win over the heads again
We conceal non, youÔÇÖll feel none, thatÔÇÖs what I promise
And all the love weÔÇÖve got in store, you canÔÇÖt kill You peasants! We won it all
And the love I have for her you cannot touch, my golden hand,
ÔÇÿCause itÔÇÖs guarded by your filthy promises
And all the love Ive got in here
Honey I love you, like the summer falls
And the winter crawls youre above and beyond me
Written by: Dixgård/Norén
EMI Music Scandinavia