Baixar Mais Tocadas: ABBA

He had what you might call a trivial occupation / He cleaned the platforms of the local railway station / With no romance in his life, sometimes he wished he had a wife / He read the matrimonial advertising pages

They came from the hills / And they came from the valleys and the plains / They struggled in the cold / In the heat and the snow and in the rain

Went to buy me a paper at the local news-stand / And then I heard them laugh and say / Look, they’re gonna go flying way up to the moon now / Hey, what’s it good for anyway?

Well there was me and Bobby and Bobby’s brother / Please take me back to that place / Where I’ve got all my memories, those were my happiest days / I remember all the games we used to play

Rock me, give me that kick now / Rock me, show me that trick now / Roll me, you can do magic / Baby, and I can’t get enough of it

Until that day / My life had been a river / Following the same, pre-destinated course / Suddenly detouring so unexpectedly

I have a dream, a song to sing / To help me cope with anything / If you see the wonder of a fairy tale / You can take the future, even if you fail

Well I was looking at a movie on the TV last night / Then I had a very funny notion, yeah / I really had to write a song about it / And then I’m gonna sing it with my rock’n roll band