Keeper Of The Keys - Marit Larsen

When you fall, when you fall

When you fall into your silence

No way to touch, no way to reach

Like a bottled ship, no less

I wish I were the keeper of the keys

So I could help you out

Instead of breaking in

Oh sweetheart

When the blues come marching in

Oh sweetheart

Won’t you lean into my arms again

When you go, when you go

When you go into your darkness

You’re safe inside your barricades

Your shining armor

But I’m tireless

I wish I were the keeper of the keys

So I could help you out

Instead of breaking in

Oh sweetheart

When the blues come marching in

Oh sweetheart

Won’t you lean into my arms again

When you fall, when you fall

When you fall into your silence

No way to touch, no way to reach

Like a bottled ship, no less

I wish I were the keeper of the keys

So I could help you out

Instead of breaking in

Oh sweetheart

When the blues come marching in

Oh sweetheart

Won’t you lean into my arms again