Vem (feat. The Stenhammar Quartet)

Stop and fill my senses

I fear the broken sentences

Though things are falling into place

I'm hanging loose here in this open space

Vem

Vem

Vem ska ta dig hem

Vem

Vem

Vem ska ta dig hem igen

I stop and lean against your cheek

I hear the silence of the wind

You'll find me left here in between

But knowing things aren't always what they seem

Hem

Hem

Vem ska ta dig hem

Vem

Vem

Vem ska ta dig hem igen