When the Light Dies Out
CHRISTEL ALSOS MONSEN, MORTEN MYKLEBUST, ARVID WAM SOLVANG
It felt so wrong dying in your arms
Just to keep you could we belong
In one another's arms and see this through
Is this not worth this heart that bleeds
On my sleeve oh how I miss you
When the light dies out will we see nothing
As we slip away from each other
Is it just for now this sinking feeling of
Losing what we have is this not worth
This heart that bleeds on my sleeve
Oh how I miss you is this not worth
Is this not worth is this not worth
This heart that bleeds on my sleeve
Oh how I miss you
