January 2008
When you kiss my lips you know,
that I feel like I am beautiful.
But it reached the end.
Understand that I got wounded,
For that thing you did.
It's been four years since I saw the ocean
It's been five nights since I held your hand
It's been forever since we talked
the whole night through
It's been too long I need a comfort hand
S
När en tjej . . .
Är tyst, (så rullar det med miljoner tankar i hennes huvud)
Bråkar med dig, (tänker hon väldigt djupt)
Tittar på dig med ögon fulla a