.Iâm strolling around all alone
On the beautiful streets of Stockholm
Reminiscing the time this was home
Familiar Faces, Theyâve grown old
A lot on my mind is untold
Letters unwritten, unfold, unsent
Oh I donât know
Itâs all in the past
My sorrow
But my mother, she .
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