Swan

Walking by yourself in the cold, cold winter
Wrapped up in your coat like
It’s a magic blanket
You say: “No matter where I go
They all look like strangers”
You see, the world only seems
The fairytale that it isn’t

Dream on, dream on
There’s nothing wrong
If you dream on, dream on
Of being a swan

But I know you’re thinking…

And now you’re looking at the sky
Talking to your angel
Could he turn this dirty street
Into a flying carpet?
But then you say: “I am not scared of anything”
Such a shy lie silent as the snow that is fallin’ down

Dream on, dream on
There’s nothing wrong
If you dream on, dream on
Of being a swan

But I know you’re thinking:
“Am I gonna make it through?”
Dream on, dream on
There’s nothing wrong 
If you dream on, dream on
Of being a swan (you’ve got to find a way, a way out of this mess)

But I know you’re thinking:
“Am I gonna make it though?”

Girl on the run
You don’t look back 
What did you see? 
What did you get?
You’re on the run
Trying to forget
But in the end,
Is it so bad?

Girl on the run
You don’t look back
What did you see? 
What did you get? 
You’re on the run
Trying to forget 
But in the end
Is it so bad… 
Being a girl?
Being a girl?

(Elisa – Swan)

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