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Igårkväll var helt.. fantastisk.
Lugna, bekväma, med en shitloads av fjärilar i magen
och händerna ihopflätade. Pratandes i timmar.
Remember the first day that I saw your face?
Remember the first day that you smiled at me?
Remember the first day that you called my house?
Remember the first day when you took me out?
We had butterflies, although we tried to hide it
And we both had a beautiful night.
The way we held each others hand
The way we talked, the way we laughed
And he's missin' me if he's not kissin' me
And when he looks at me, his brown eyes tell his soul
Remember the first day that I saw your face?
Remember the first day that you smiled at me?
Remember the first day that you called my house?
Remember the first day when you took me out?
We had butterflies, although we tried to hide it
And we both had a beautiful night.
The way we held each others hand
The way we talked, the way we laughed
And he's missin' me if he's not kissin' me
And when he looks at me, his brown eyes tell his soul
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