January
February 2009
Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Ahhhh.... Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this il
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (leave me at the front door) Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
(Forfeit the game Before somebody else Takes you out of the frame Puts your name to shame Cover up your face You can't run the race The pace is too fast You just won't last) You love the way I look a
Mormor dog idag, 10 min i 4:a. Dåligt trist allt blev.....
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