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It is too late..
What a beautiful mess..
Its like picking upp trash, in dresses..
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep..
I will write you a song, thats how you know that my love is still strong..
I always needed time on my own, but the days feels like years when i am alone..
What a beautiful mess..
Its like picking upp trash, in dresses..
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep..
I will write you a song, thats how you know that my love is still strong..
I always needed time on my own, but the days feels like years when i am alone..
Annons