June 2009
Time keeps painting my darling Ripped all the flowers in the garden Oh baby come home, you angels bring her home Imens står solen over højen Han mindes den sommer hvor hun strålede Forsvandt I hav
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do
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