I have traveled the world.
To Sweden, I flew.
I have seen places and faces,
A path to Norrkoping, I drew.
Trapped in the mist,
That moment feebly flickers.
My heart fears cold.
O You touched it so.
Still my tongued tied,
A frown let my sorrow show.
The flowers colored to tease me,
You stood by and let me go.
I smiled for a moment,
Don't hurt me, my love,
To haunt me to return,
You smiled back.
