Wanted It More - Passport to Stockholm

Lets take it back to the start when we collided like shooting stars

In our skies, in our eyes

I was inspired by the fires that burnt beneath your fragile skin

Well it made me think

Well back then it was just high days and lazy days

Helping us fly, helping us fly

We never thought that things would get serious,

Well, well, you were so imperious

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

Cos I never signed up for a month of Sundays with you

Too many pictures you drew

Cos you were always looking at the year and not the day to day

That was your point of view

And with winter creeping in, comes the storm

Our flames died down, our time ran out

Cos all that we are left with is the bittersweet taste of love,

Love and loss

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

Please allow me to say how sorry I am for holding your hand

Love will always come undone, when we were young

When we were young

All that we are left with is the bitter sweet taste of love, love and loss

All that we are left with is the bitter sweet taste of love, love and loss

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it

And it stole your soul until your blood ran cold and it took its toll on your

life

And it stole your soul until your blood ran cold and it took its toll on your

life

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more

You wanted it more