Itchy palms.. Itchy palms, aching hands Scratch from the longing The longing to leave here tonight I met him here, found myself Hiding inside He´s just like the mirror of me But I have to get away Fly into the blue Can I cry all of me through the earth So the tears get to you Itchy palms, just like him I know that he follow Now that he know we exist Not alone, not a pair We´re just like each other But placed on the opposite sides Of the world, why so far It´s not for the better Now that we...