My Perfect Seven
Lag: Helgi Briem, Valgarður Guðjónsson Texti: Valgarður Guðjónsson
First time, any Sunday,
I’ll walk just the same way
and knock on different doors
but never signing off to a different heaven.
Next time, every Monday,
I’ll try any new way
and open different doors
knowing they all lead to my perfect seven.
Because any way, I chose to play,
the destination the same as always.
My perfect seven, leads back to you.
And every heaven is like this one too.
This time, any Tuesday.
I‘m back, every doorway
not closing anyone
as everyone can turn to a different heaven.
Best time, on a weekend
I‘m there, every season
not searching anymore
because lately I’ve been stuck in a perfect seven.