It's always darkest just before the dawn
And your eyes are the size of the moon
Forever you'll be strange, strange like me
Juletræet med sin pynt venter på, vi får begyndt
But if it's true you can see it with your eyes
I've never seen you looking so sad as when you when you look in the mirror
Like a bird so high, oh I might just try!
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