The ground was filled with snow, I really had to go 'Cos I saw you waiting for me Before my inner eyes, and figured out replies That would make it easier to see That spring took a halt in kindness Just to clear out our blindness
Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you
I'm not among the crowd who screams out loud But who whispers when they are afraid I'm quiet, the reverse, I don't like to rehearse So socializing may seem dull to me But you don't seem to mind, kind as you are, one of a kind
Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you
Happy love cartoons, april fools I'm so grateful for the way you're carrying me Heavy load I guess but I confess Half of the time I'm pushing you in front of me The ground was filled with snow, I really had to go 'Cos I saw you waiting for me Before my inner eyes, and figured out replies That would make it easier to see That spring took a halt in kindness Just to clear out our blindness
Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you Matchmaker, a grand faker Matchmaking me to you
Compositores: Peter Andreas Moren, John Thomas Daniel Eriksson, Bjorn Daniel Arne Yttling ECAD: Obra #3428830