Stockholm (Intro)

I'm strolling around all alone On the beautiful streets of Stockholm Reminiscing the time this was home Familiar Faces, They've grown old A lot 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 --- Stockholm (Intro) - Snoh Aalegra