Music: Andrew Gower/James Webster
So please Louise I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you to come back from Sweden
I told you that I'm fine
And that was just a lie
And now you'll see my heart is bleeding
And I told you I'll survive
But my love
Oh my love is the fickle kind
My love
Oh my love is the fickle kind
They told me that you'd fix me
That your head would never trick me
Is that so?
So I ask her what's it like in Sweden?
When you're done with all the bleeding
Where does it go?
Into the snow
And I told you I'll survive
But my love
Oh my love is the reckless kind
My love
Oh my love is the reckless kind
And I said please Louise
I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you to come back from Sweden
Cause I've been told that a place that you call home
Can stop my heart from bleeding
I need healing
I need healing
I need to feel some kind
Some kind of you
Some kind of you
Some kind of Sweden
Some kind
Some kind
Some kind
Some kind
Some kind
Some kind
And I said please Louise
I'm all lost at sea
I'm begging you to come back from Sweden
Cause I've been told that a place that you call home
Can stop my heart from bleeding
And I need healing
And I need healing
I need to feel some kind
Some kind of you
Some kind
Some kind Of Sweden
Someone to believe in
Louisa Gustaffson you know what I'm after