Stig Östlund

lördag, februari 11, 2017




They can go away
Isn't it strange you always leaving things
Never mind I know this rule is not a whole
I hope I made you feel less alone
Think of me while you roam
It is no strange
But it's more, more than just a night of fame
There are things I believe should never be told, girl no


But you're the only one I want to hold
Cause it can get off the cold
Precious thing
You know I love you
You're such a wonderful thing
You make me dizzy whispering in my ear
Send my love to the next, somewhere
Ain't it funny, right
I'm always losing things
But you're like me you've known roaming
I hope I made you feel less alone
Think of me as you roam
Oh, precious thing
You know I love you
You're such a wonderful thing
Girl, you make me dizzy whispering in my ear
You my… 

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