Trip Abroad - Nils Bech

It’s you, it’s me, the two of us abroad

It’s me, it’s you and the words that have not been told

I’ve said I love you and that love is mine

But some place in my heart, and in the back of my mind

I really long for you to say those words

One loves, the other still unsure

But you brought us here, that must mean something more?

And I meant it when I said

I own my love for you so don’t be scared

But how I long for you to say those words

So I act my part, I show you just the sides

Of me that I think you will fall in love with

So close but, so far, I show you just the sides

Of me that I think you will fall in love with

It’s you, it’s me, the two of us in bed

It’s me, it’s you, in this room you have paid for

And how I wonder what you’re thinkining of

But I’m too scared to ask, what if it’s not of love?

But how I long for you to say those words

One fears the other may feel forced

To state a love that of this can’t be born

I try to act as I am fine, in every touch I do still look for signs

A sign if you can feel the way I do

So I act my part, I show you just the sides

Of me that I think you will fall in love with

So close but, so far, I show you just the sides

Of me that I think you will fall in love with