The End Of The Line

I know that somewhere someone is waiting, she looks almost exactly like you.
The love she will give is the one you denied me, and that made me act like a fool.
But ol’ crazy me. I thought I could see.
Where the pain came from, it was there all along.

Out on the weekends drinking and dancing. Oh Lord, how I’ve missed having fun.
But when you stop then you suddenly wonder, if it’s this that means having fun.
And all time’s up. Guess I’ve counted on luck.
To lead me the way. Now I feel so astray.

The clouds in the sky wave me goodbye.
While I am waiting at the end of the line.
While I am waiting at the end of the line.

I know that somewhere someone is waiting, she looks almost exactly like you.
The love she will give is the one that’s inside me, she’ll repaint everything that was blue
But ol’ crazy me. I thought I could see.
Where the rain came from, now the storm has moved on.

The clouds in the sky wave me goodbye.
While I am waiting at the end of the line.
While I am waiting at the end of the line.

Lars Bygdén: Vocals
Jens Höglin: Drums
Tomas Östman: Synthesizer
Linus Larsson: Piano