Text: Maria Solheim. Barefoot. Poison In My Wine.

There is poison in my wine
There is cold snow in my shoes
The are footprints on my window frame
The dog is loose

I scream but i can't hear a word
I cry my eyes are filled
My toes are fake
My legs are thin
I'll never win

In vain i try to compose
The greatest symphony

The crowd who point their fingers
The crowd who i hear laugh
Are making my knees shiver
Are making my hands week
There is one little star on the sky
When i sleep i can hear somebody cry

Alone i can do nothing, alone i stand alone