Trust these words are stones.

Tror inte att jag är någon isbit längre.

"In your eyes I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
that I caught fire
Just stay with me, lay with me now.
"





I've got a tight grip on reality,

but I can't let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving in the morning
when you wake up.
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream.

You are the only exception.




Jimmy är en zötisz. Fnisz!


fred&kärlek

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