http://www.mijnbestand.nl/Bestand-UPFKEE7FM6A3.mp3
You want to pull me in
But I’m not a swimmer
I wish I could jump in
But the water is too dark
You do things without thinking
You still can
You change directions easily
With your eyes half closed
I look out the rear view
At the trees on the side of the road

Me by Seema