Nina Persson
Nina Persson & Pernilla Andersson
Nina Persson & Moto Boy
Nina Persson & Ebbot Lundberg & Magnus Carlson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson & Rebecka Törnqvist & Sara Isaksson
Nina Persson & Sarah Klang
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson & The Soundtrack Of Our Lives
[Verse 1]
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record
[Chorus]
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
[Verse 2]
Oh, the last time we saw you, you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And then you came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated so woman to a flake of your life
And when she got back, she was nobody's wife
[Chorus 2]
Yes, I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake
She sends her regards
[Verse 3]
Oh, what can I tell you my brother, my killer?
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way
If you ever come by here for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping and his woman is free
[Chorus]
Yes, and thanks for the trouble you took
From her eyes I thought it was there
For good, so I never tried
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Sincerely, L. Cohen