GALATEA - words by Lars When Leif and I were children we would sometimes visit one of our aunts. She had a room in her basemant that we sometimes played in and it was filled with dolls. They were like her children. It was a little sureal even then. And this song is inspired by those days and the idea of falling in love with a doll.
You're my little girl Your little dress, your little curls I place your hand on my beating heart I whisper to you "we must never part" You look at me with your big blue eyes Always hiding behind a synthetic disguise With your porcelain skin and you plastic hair Conversation can not be shared Your lips never move and your heart does not beat But I will still hold you close to me In my dreams I hear you speak The light in your eyes invades my sleep Noone else would ever believe But I know you know, I know you see