Girl from the North
Her skin is pale, her body is warm
Her face is flushed, hair is gold
Her parents say that she will never grow old

She dreams a dream of a dream of a dream of a dream of a dream
That she could leave leave,leave, leave, leave

Girl from the North
Her skin is pale, her body is warm
Her face is flushed, hair is gold
Her parents say that she will never grow old

It’s like I’m watching her from the outside of my room
It’s like I’m watching her from the outside of my room
It’s so simple