July 2008
Ooh you make me live Whatever this world can give to me It's you you're all I see Ooo you make me live now honey Ooo you make me live Ooh you're the best friend that I ever had I've been with you suc
I hear the wind call your name It calls me back home again It sparks up the fire - a flame that still burns Oh it's to you I'll always return I still feel your breath on my skin I hear your voice deep
Who can say where the road goes, Where the day flows, only time? And who can say if your love grows, As your hearth chose, only time? Who can say why your heart sights, As your live flies, only time?
I miss the beautiful mornings. . .The are so much more beautiful when you have been awake all night by the fireplace. They seem to be more beautiful when Í have been doing the bad stuff i
En själ har flugit, lämmnat en kropp som börjat tyna. . . Själen finns ju här hos mej, men jag saknar din kropp ändå.