Turningpoint
It was a cold, cold night with snow in the air
She was frozen to the marrow, but didn't care
She roamed the streets alone to find some peace of mind
Chaos and disorder was her kind

Where had the dreams of being a princess one day gone?
Being abused by new boyfriends was her fun
And now the latest one had been the biggest arse
How can I agree to let things pass?

And it's the turningpoint which undoes the mistake
Find out what to do before it's too late

2:30 on a bridge
Thoughts of suicide coincide
Go inside to a man who doesn't care
Or phone your mother who just isn't there

That's when she thought: I can do something else
I can walk the moon or ring them bells
Of my new life that I don't know yet how it looks
Living real life is better than reading books

And it's the turningpoint which undoes the mistake
Find out what to do before it's too late

Music & lyrics: Lars Eriksson