mamma säger att man inte kan få för mycket kärlek

The stars lean down to kiss you and I lie awake and miss you
pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere 'cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
but I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear 'cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue but it's not the same without you
it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'til I look at my hands and feel sad
'cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly

As long as I got eyes I’ll have a sight for you.