Every Step

We could be
Circling around the same old trees
Waiting for a guiding star
Up high
Underneath
All the words you told me
There was a question
To stay

Driving to Norway
Swimming in the north bays
Wandering the highlands
Dreaming of the old days
Driving to Norway
Swimming in the north bays
Wandering the highlands
Dreaming of the old days

With you

You could say
We are the oldest game
We are the sweetest tale
Of love

And I keep pushing it
You keep loving it
I keep pushing it
You keep loving it
I keep pushing it
You keep loving it
This play

Driving to Norway
Swimming in the north bays
Wandering the highlands
Dreaming of the old days
Driving to Norway
Swimming in the north bays
Wandering the highlands
Dreaming of the old days

With you