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Itchy palms

from Not your type by Hera Hjartardottir

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Itchy Palms

Itchy palms... aching hands,
scratch for the longing,
the longing to leave here tonight.

I met him here, found myself
hiding inside,
he´s just like the mirror - of me..

But I have to go away.
fly into the blue..
can I cry all of me through the earth
- so the tears get to you..

Itchy palms, just like him,
I know that he'll follow,
now that he knows we exist

Not alone, not a pair,
we're just like each other,
but placed on the opposite sides

of the world, why so far?
it's not for the better,
now that we know we exist..

But I have to go away..
fly into the blue..
can I cry all of me through the earth
- so the tears get to you..

You touch like me, I touch like you
but we don´t touch each other,
we know that´s the right thing to do...

Itchy palms, we´re insane,
playing with fire,
with nothing to lose or to gain...

But I have to go away..
fly into the blue..
can I cry all of me through the earth
- so the tears get to you.
itchy palms.

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from Not your type, released January 1, 2002

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Icelandic singer/songwriter, based in Christchurch New Zealand.. much more info at www.herasings.com or see videos at www.youtube.com/herasings

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