Words by Per Gessle.
Music by Per Gessle & Mats M.P. Persson.
Recorded at Polar Studios, Stockholm, Sweden in July 1995.
We grew up together,
we've been here forever.
Barefoot in the summer,
cold in stormy weather.
She taught me all there is,
like magic and love,
Lots of forgotten words.
But now,
she doesn't live here anymore.
She's off and she's gone,
she doesn't live here anymore.
I'm sorry that's all
there is to it,
I'm sorry that's all
She dressed just like a painter,
a female street Picasso.
And I, I will remember
the heaven in her laughter.
And the scent of her sweet perfume
when we made love
under an August moon.
But now,
she doesn't live here anymore.
She's off and she's gone,
she doesn't live here anymore.
She's gone since long,
so long,
she doesn't live here anymore.
She took off and left home,
she doesn't live here anymore.
I'm sorry that's all
there is to it,
I'm sorry that's all.
That's all.
