David Myhr Icy Tracks lyrics

The train stops and it's minus thirty C
Icy tracks making up our destiny
Something's wrong with the driver's system
Yes indeed, it's the north of Sweden

We don't speak here if we're not forced or drunk
Talk is cheap and the silence worth a buck
I can tell you've got the sharpest tongue
Come on honey and give me some

Today might be our lucky day
We're stuck where there's no station
Now we could make it all the way
Or freeze this situation
It's about us having the guts to open up now, not later
We could end up with something so much greater

While we're here in this tiny closed-up space

I can tell secrets straight up to your face
I make my point and before we're leaving
We'll find out where this trip is leading

I've been trying to let my feelings run
As it is there's no running to be done
Now we're here with all this time to kill
Let's move forward while standing still

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Today might be our lucky day (there's no station)
Today might be our lucky day (there's no station)

(chorus)