Wednesday 10 June 2009 photo 2/2
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I've not the faintest idea,
why aren't you talkin' to me?
I'm trying to be the perfect friend,
you always want me to be.
When we walked in fields of gold
evig sömn - men jag älskar er
why aren't you talkin' to me?
I'm trying to be the perfect friend,
you always want me to be.
Annons