Stockholm (intro) Songtext
von Snoh Aalegra

I′m strolling around all alone
On the beautiful streets of Stockholm
Reminiscing the time this was home
Familiar faces, they've grown old

A lot on my mind is untold
Letters unwritten, unfold, unsent
Oh, I don′t know

It's all in the past
My sorrow
But my mother, she knows
Stolen away, almost


And now I don't care for the cold
′Cause the summer is green and all gold
I′m at peace
Stockholm...

She knows
She...
She...
She...
Ah, she knows
She...
She knows, ah, she knows
She knows
Knows
She does
She...