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Jag är på 'citera-låtar-humör' igen :D
Slutade tidigt idag, skulle ha spelat in filmen till svenskan idag men icke... två av sex st sjuka, då går de ju inte! drog till simon med emy, rasmus och sophie <3
jag och emy följde sen med pojkarna till gymmet och testade, fastnade där i två timmar! kul va de :)
så imorgon kommer mina ben vara döda, ja! :D
I don't wanna miss a thing <3
Happiness is just outside my window
I thought it crashed, blowing 80 miles an hour
Happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in
Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good
Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks
Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar
Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
Let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home
Home, home, home
Slutade tidigt idag, skulle ha spelat in filmen till svenskan idag men icke... två av sex st sjuka, då går de ju inte! drog till simon med emy, rasmus och sophie <3
jag och emy följde sen med pojkarna till gymmet och testade, fastnade där i två timmar! kul va de :)
så imorgon kommer mina ben vara döda, ja! :D
I don't wanna miss a thing <3
Happiness is just outside my window
I thought it crashed, blowing 80 miles an hour
Happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in
Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good
Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks
Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar
Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
Let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home
Home, home, home
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