Morten Harket

(M. Harket, O.S.Olsen)
And should the rain fall after this
It'll leave no colour on the things I miss
The clouds are empty now inside of me
And in a way somehow I am free
Another mountain there to climb
But I won't look back just to see where I turned blind
Goodbye love, you almost broke my wings
This is my goodbye to this little thing
Well, it takes no colour by the winter snow
Takes no light where the sunshine flows