you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
Idag lyssnar jag bland annat på I'm yours, Man who can't be moved och Before the worst av The Script.
You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart
Mys. Nu ska jag krypa ner i sängen.
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart
Mys. Nu ska jag krypa ner i sängen.
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