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Jag fick ju inte läsa den för dig, så jag la up den här istället.
Oh how nervous I was, with this feeling I'm trying to cross.
Why would I give you a fourth chance? When you have already ruined this dance.
I think to myself, why I keep torturing my mind. I should just leave you and all of this behind.
But I don't, and a day ago I found out why.
I can't stop loving you, no matter how hard I try.
If only you knew how many times I've cursed your name, but even more how much I've wanted to be yours again.
All these times, all I've said, still haunts me when I go to bed
I've tride to let go, I've tried to hold on. And yet, my feelings are all but gone.
I love you to death, I think I will.
But will you my feelis once again kill?
All of this I've done for you, it is all true.
You said what you liked and would love to have, and I thought and thought. To then run away and this lovely yellow rose I bought.
You took it in your hands, a bit ashamed. And then to me, I thought I've won this "Game".
After all this all pleasure and pain. I still think we got something to gain.
These poems I've written for you describe. How I feel towards you, and my feelings have yet died.
All i want is for you to see me
I wish you would sit beside me in this lovely TREE
Oh how nervous I was, with this feeling I'm trying to cross.
Why would I give you a fourth chance? When you have already ruined this dance.
I think to myself, why I keep torturing my mind. I should just leave you and all of this behind.
But I don't, and a day ago I found out why.
I can't stop loving you, no matter how hard I try.
If only you knew how many times I've cursed your name, but even more how much I've wanted to be yours again.
All these times, all I've said, still haunts me when I go to bed
I've tride to let go, I've tried to hold on. And yet, my feelings are all but gone.
I love you to death, I think I will.
But will you my feelis once again kill?
All of this I've done for you, it is all true.
You said what you liked and would love to have, and I thought and thought. To then run away and this lovely yellow rose I bought.
You took it in your hands, a bit ashamed. And then to me, I thought I've won this "Game".
After all this all pleasure and pain. I still think we got something to gain.
These poems I've written for you describe. How I feel towards you, and my feelings have yet died.
All i want is for you to see me
I wish you would sit beside me in this lovely TREE
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