| Song | No One's to Blame |
| Artist | Wolf Larsen |
| Album | Quiet at the Kitchen Door |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I must send you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one’s to blame. | |
| I had never seen a face | |
| Pulled my white hot tears from their resting place | |
| I had never heard my name | |
| Like a holy word | |
| Like a white hot flame | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And the man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| The song is a river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And that man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| His song is the river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I have sent you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one’s to blame. |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I must send you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one' s to blame. | |
| I had never seen a face | |
| Pulled my white hot tears from their resting place | |
| I had never heard my name | |
| Like a holy word | |
| Like a white hot flame | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And the man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| The song is a river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And that man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| His song is the river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I have sent you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one' s to blame. |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I must send you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one' s to blame. | |
| I had never seen a face | |
| Pulled my white hot tears from their resting place | |
| I had never heard my name | |
| Like a holy word | |
| Like a white hot flame | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And the man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| The song is a river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| So send me the mountain | |
| And that man who lives on it | |
| Who whistle in the moonlight | |
| A three note sonnet | |
| Who sees and knows | |
| His song is the river | |
| Who dips in my hand just to show me the water | |
| I was leaving when you came | |
| Just a girl en route, in the rain | |
| And now I have sent you away | |
| And if I had to say, | |
| No one' s to blame. |