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She’s my medicine when all within me gets too rough And she’ll be there to swing me round the room and tell me I am enough Well if the tables turn just like The whole atmosphere last night count me out count me in I’m your first second win When it gets rough You’re my medince We’ll be sitting on our terrace, terrace My mind it will be careless, careless We’ll be sitting on our terrace, terrace Our lives will be beautiful and all She’s the one to ease my mind when worries hit my head sweet and calm she looks at me and tells me you’ll be okay im looking towards everything that awaits us might not go as planned and i guess that times will change but she makes me believe that the best is yet to come I wanna paint the life I’d like to lead Two tickets into the future that I need Aus Songtexte Mania