Lyrics Candyman - Peder

There is a wind blowing
From your cold cold lips
I reach out to hold on
But my arms are like wodden sticks'

There is a night coming
From the dark in your eyes
I'm searching for the light
But there is no cracks in the sky

Candyman oh candyman
Take back the suger in her hands
Candyman oh candyman
Take back the sugar in her hands