The Buffalo Tapes (My So-Called Friends) - Espen Lind

There`s a place by the river in the back of my mind

Daddy you showed me but back than I was blind

Just give me directions I promise I`ll go Please let me see `cos I`m too young to know

Let me see `cos I`m too young to know

I found what I searched for a warm August night

In a dream in a desert I was high as a kite

When I finally learned how to manage my states

I poured out my heart on the Buffalo Tapes

On those beautiful Buffalo Tapes

So give me one if by land

Give me two if by sea

Give me three if my cool friends are asking for me Tell them I have gone fishing

And that no one knows where

'Cos daddy they hate me when I am not there

Oh they hate me when I am not there

Oh the tip of my pen has run totally dry

From hundreds of letters to you asking why

They sent invitations they hated my stay

They`re shooting my wings while I`m flying away

They`re shooting my wings away

Now I`m so happy that I`ve broken free

Daddy is it all that I hope it will be Will the rain make my river grow into a flow

Please let me see `cos I`m too young to know

Let me see `cos I`m too young to know