Astrid, No - Oh Mercy

On the floor, my lifes a bore

So we danced around a parished home

I’ve got some foreign blues

I think I’m loving you

But it’s still comforting to feel my own shoes

Astrid, No

The things you never did

Astrid No

Release me when you’re near

There’s footsteps at your door

Not a single place I think I’d rather be or

Talking some rubbish about climbing trees

I want to stay right here and sing to you my dear

Maybe you could let me near?

Astrid, No

The things you never did

Astrid No

Release me when you’re near

There’s footsteps at your do-ooo-oor, oh

Astrid, No

The things you never did

Astrid No

Release me when you’re near

There’s footsteps at your door, oh