«Nice»
Tekst: Aina Wassvik Musikk: Aina Wassvik
You call me pretty thingsThings I´ve never heard before
You call me late at night
Just to tell me sleep tight
Oh, I remember I had to look twice
That Thursday morning
Your name on my screen
I don´t know what this is
I don´t know who you are
Remember I saw you once on stage
Standing in the crowd
Oh, I don´t know what it is
But you make me smile
Oh, I don´t know where this leads
But I think, I think, I think
this is nice
There´s something about your voice
Enchants me in a moment
And the way you talk
Only makes me want more
Of your brown hair, blue eyes
How your hand fits perfect in mine
Oh, you´re the one who called
Tell me do you know
´Cause I don´t know what this is
I don´t know what we are
Remember I saw you once on stage
Playing that guitar
Oh, I don´t know what it is
But you make me smile
Oh, I don´t know where this leads
But I think, I think, I think
this is nice
I like to talk with you
Hear your bad jokes, laugh with you
For hours and hours
Talk with you makes my day
You´re so easy, calm and right
It´s all so nice
Oh, darling, you´re pretty nice
Oh, I don´t know what this is
I don´t know what we are
Remember I saw you on some stage
Shining like a star
Oh, I don´t know what it is
But you make me smile
Oh, I don´t know where this leads
But I think, I think, I think
this is nice