November
22 December 2007
Jobba...
Någon..
Tilda..
Jobba 10:00-17:15
(4 i alfabetet...)
men så kom den där dagen då du slog mig
lät mig förstå att du bedrog mig
och nu sitter jag ensam
och hatar att jag lät dig ge mig den d&a
I turn to God, he laughs, he’s saying.
When will you ever learn...
*I shot you down and I slammed the door
So please stay sweet my dear
Don’t hate me now
I can't tell how,..how much i love you.
*But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?
We had the
*Another day.
I loose direction.
Memories of yesterday, they call.
Keeps me feeling small.
I use to feel, the sweet conviction.
Now I walk to crucifixion.
Please, won’t you catch me when I fal
*When will we ever learn.
Forever, and ever hear me calling you.
The echoes from the past, oh.
Wherever, whenever you should call my name.
I swear, I will be there, don’t you know.
*My hear
*But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you’ll probably always have a spell on me..
*And never have to cry, I’d show you how I feel
Without saying a word
I could wrap
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