I'm strolling around all alone
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On the beautiful streets of Stockholm
Reminiscing the time this was home
Familiar Faces  They've grown old
Allot 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 she she she she she she oh