Strike up the band let it play
Love songs to haunt me and I will stay
But when it comes to a waltz
Both words and music will ring false

For you waltzed in
And spun my world
Around in dizzy dance I swirled
But suddenly
You waltzed away from me

Those violins, they must go
So no careless hand with a bow
May play on the strings of my heart
And make me remember how lovers part

How you waltzed in
And spun my world
Around in dizzy dance I swirled
But suddenly
You waltzed away from me

Strike up the band let it play
Whatever it chooses and I will say
Play me a waltz if you will
I'll sit here and listen waiting until

My love returns
To take my world
And spin it 'round
In dizzy swirl
Where girl loves boy
And boy loves girl
And feet don't touch the ground

(The Waltz, Silje Nergaard)


go buy 4D today cos i got myself a jazz cd. i love the way Silje carries this tune; it's so pretty. i think i have a thing for scandinavian singers (with the exception of ABBA of course, haha).

i realised today that i've romanticised some of my memories, resulting in beautifully nostlagic - yet unrealistic - flashbacks. this is all ok, until some of the subjects concerned make cameos and show me how much i've twisted my realities. it's like an epiphany, you know. but vien reckons this enlightenment won't stick for long and i don't sppose it would either. *sigh* oh well...
i'm really tired.