Lletres: A-Ha. The Sun Shines Always On Tv.

Touch me
how can it be?
Believe me
the sun always shines on T. V.
Hold me close to your heart

Touch me and give all your love to me - to me.

I reached inside myself and found nothing there to ease
The pressure of my ever worrying mind.
All my powers waste away
I fear the crazed and lonely looks
The mirror's sending me these days.
Touch me
how can it be? . . .


Please don't ask me to defend the shameful lowlands
Of the way I'm drifting gloomily through time.
I reached inside myself today thinking
There's got to be some way to keep my troubles distant.
Touch me
how can it be? . . .

Hold me close to your heart

Touch me and give all your love to me - to me.