True

"Wandering eyes stares at me
The look is weired
But fixed at me
I'm on it
Tell me it is true love!

Falling into streames of harmony
Can't get clean and tidy now
Tell me it is true love!

Brush the hair aside
Faces are visable
It growes a flower in
Tell me it is true love!

Music plays for me
I've never heard it this way before
Strange...
Tell me it is true love!

I have fallen in love
Mirror showes a beautiful three
Beautiful me
Tell me it is true love!"

- Hanne Hukkelberg