Couldn't lend him to you forever, said the hard man from above
Made you to a giver and a savor, but also to a loser of love
Made your heart big enough to carry every kind of pain
Made you to a dream for marriage, but also to someone I must drain
Gave your eyes the colour of an ocean where anybody could drown
I'd swear an oath on your sterling friendship, but I will always let you down
In storms and rain it's hard to light the candle and
I'm sorry when it's snowing on his stone
The gravel-walk's so familiar with your footsteps
That's a sound that could make me leave the throne
Couldn't lend him to you forever, said the hard man from above
För dig, Max, alltid för dig.
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