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And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,
Learn the language, form the words when I speak.
But he changed me, I’m his ghost since he came around
Now I count the hours, and the days and the weeks
I’m burning
It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out
I’m learning that some things
I can’t go without
And one of those is him
Learn the language, form the words when I speak.
But he changed me, I’m his ghost since he came around
Now I count the hours, and the days and the weeks
I’m burning
It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out
I’m learning that some things
I can’t go without
And one of those is him
Annons
Anonymous
Sat 21 Mar 2009 20:59
naweeee !ÄLSKAR DINA BILDER!! waaa!:P
Anonymous
Fri 20 Mar 2009 22:55
så typiskt sandra att ta kort på ingenting ;D
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