lördag 15 december 2007 bild 3/4
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Clouds above go sailing by I found my meaning in this life Clear white is flying in my eyes, underneath a blue, blue sky The waves come rolling in with the tide. I’ve been away too long And every day I missed you more. You look like you did before, only prettier. Every day I love you more.
Annons