April 2010
Himlen är oskyldigt blå, som ögon när barnen är små. Att regndroppar faller som tårarna gör, rår inte stjärnorna för. Älskling jag vet hur det känns, när broar till tryggheten bränns. F
Swallow me then spit me out, For hating you, I blame myself, Seeing you it kills me now, No I don't cry On the outside, anymore....anymore
...You're the reason I believe you're the reason I sing You're the reason angels tangle me in heavenly things It's been a long road so hard and cold But you keepin' me warm with your heart of gold...
Don't hang your head in sorrow, And please don't cry. I know how you feel inside I've,I've been there before.Somethin is changin' inside you. And don't you know, Don't you cry tonight, there´s a heav