Till dig... du som betyder så mycket...men ändå inte finns där...
Another day I call and never speak
And you would say nothings changed at all
And I cant feel much hope for anything
If I wont be there to catch you if you fall
Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
to much
It wont be long
But somethings always wrong
Another game of putting things aside
As if well come back to them sometime
A brace of hopes
A pride of innocence
And you would say something has gone wrong
Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
to much
It wont be long
But somethings always wrong
And you would say nothings changed at all
And I cant feel much hope for anything
If I wont be there to catch you if you fall
Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
to much
It wont be long
But somethings always wrong
Another game of putting things aside
As if well come back to them sometime
A brace of hopes
A pride of innocence
And you would say something has gone wrong
Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
to much
It wont be long
But somethings always wrong
Kommentarer
Postat av: syster nina
Vackert:) va gör ni en sådan varm å äcklig dag som idag? ska jag fylla poolen? här målar vi, bäst att passa på medan det INTE regnar... kram
Postat av: StoraSysterMonica
DET ÄR UNDERBART!!!
Postat av: syster nina
Nu är din sida riktigt fin, jag älskar rosor i miljoner:) kanonfint kram
Postat av: syster nina
PUUUUST.... okej men bara för er skull ska jag palla värmen i dag hahaha
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