March 2007
så stolt över min grymma design haha
maneater yeah!!!
[tilläggas bör att jag inte alls ritat tjejen men att martina ska få tröjan i födelsedagspresent,
'cause
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than India.Arie
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town, I miss the faces You can't erase, You can't replace it I miss it now, I can't believe it
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye