Iselin Solheim - Lost

Love is lost in an old routine
Nothing special about you and me
Always get stuck on things
I'm head of overthinking
It sure hurts sometimes

Think I fill your space with a new black sweater
Breaking up is meant for the arts
Sleep away the days just to feel a bit better
Try to tame my wandering heart

I know that I can be too much
I’m just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)
I didn't mean to fuck it up
I'm just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)

I don’t wanna put no blame
Hoping that you feel the same
Walking that same old street
With paper and words I see you
It still hurts sometimes

Think I fill your space with the place that shattered
Moving on is all that I've got
Give in to the haste just to feel a bit better
Try to tame my wandering heart

I know that I can be too much
I'm just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)
I didn't mean to fuck it up
I'm just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)

I know that I can be too much
I'm just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)
I didn't mean to fuck it up
I'm just a little lost (of feeling, of, of feeling)

Just a little lost
(Of feeling, of, of feeling)
Just a little lost
(Of feeling, of, of feeling)