I Speak Swedish - Kalle Sändare

My husband left me last night Left me a poor and lonely wife I cooked the meals and he got the life And now I'm just out for the rest of my time For he, oh he, oh my I speak because I can To anyone I trust enough to listen You speak because you can To anyone who'll hear what you say I swear it was not my choice I used to be so kind Never rode my bike down to the sea Never finished that letter I was writing Never got up and said anything worthy For he, for my Graceful sleeper, midnight dreamer I'm floored by your sound I'm floored by your sound I swear it was not my choice To reach out for someone wise I used to be so kind I used to be so kind In the breaking of the morning You'll be dancing on my soft lawn When you're shaking out the anger That stops you from taking my call When you're running up the highway Singing I'm the king, the king of you all When you look back to where it started I'll be there waving you on I never rode my bike down to the sea Never quite figured out what I believe Never got up and said anything worthy For he, for my

I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs No poet has ever painted Voices call out to me, straight to my heart So strange yet we're so well acquainted I let the music speak, with no restraints I let my feelings take over Carry my soul away into the world Where beauty meets the darkness of the day Where my mind is like an open window Where the high and healing winds blow From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me I let them take me (Let them wake me, let them now, let them take me) Let it be a joke Let it be a smile Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while Let it be a tear Let it be a sigh Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn Rustling down an old alley And in the dead of night I find myself A blind man in some ancient valley I let the music speak, leading me gently Urging me like a lover Leading me all the way Into a place Where beauty will defeat the darkest day Where I'm one with every grand illusion No disturbance, no intrusion Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me I let them use me (All illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion) Let it be a joke Let it be a smile Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while Let it be a tear Let it be a sigh Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry Let it be a tear Let it be a sigh Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry Let it be the joy of each new sunrise Or the moment when a day dies I surrender without reservation No explanations No questions why I take it to me and let it flow through me Yes, I let the music speak I let the music speak