16 juni 2010 : fint väder, i alla fall..
our walls are up
too cold to touch
too high to climb
so if you flash your heart
I won't mistreat it
I promise
I promise
our love was lost
keep me in mind
when you're ready
I am here
to take you every time
too cold to touch
too high to climb
so if you flash your heart
I won't mistreat it
I promise
I promise
our love was lost
keep me in mind
when you're ready
I am here
to take you every time
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