Texty: Ane Brun. The Puzzle.
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield I never heard of
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle
It took her three hundred and sixty five days putting them together
The pieces were quite difficult to distinguish from each other
They were tiny and the clear blue sky went on forever
Clearly the corners were an easy start
That was when everyone was still helping me out
When it was time to fill in the frames, they left
They thought I ought to have gotten over you by then
Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle
It took her three hundred and sixty five days putting them together
The pieces were quite difficult to distinguish from each other
They were tiny and the clear blue sky went on forever
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
I never heard of
I walked into a minefield I never heard of
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle
It took her three hundred and sixty five days putting them together
The pieces were quite difficult to distinguish from each other
They were tiny and the clear blue sky went on forever
Clearly the corners were an easy start
That was when everyone was still helping me out
When it was time to fill in the frames, they left
They thought I ought to have gotten over you by then
Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle
It took her three hundred and sixty five days putting them together
The pieces were quite difficult to distinguish from each other
They were tiny and the clear blue sky went on forever
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I wouldn't do that to you
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
I walked into love
I walked into a minefield, I never heard of
I never heard of
Ane Brun