Veit ekki hvort þetta hefur komið áður en þetta er svo æðislegt lag.. She reads a book from across the street, Waiting for someone that she’ll never meet Talk over coffee for an hour or two, She wonders why I’m always in a good mood Killing time before she struts her stuff, She needs support and I’ve become the crutch She’ll never know how much she means to me, I’d play the game but I’m the referee Surrender… every word, every thought, every sound Surrender… every touch, every smile, every...