onsdag 25 mars 2009

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It must have been love but it´s over now.
It must have been good but I lost it somehow.
It was all that I wanted, now I´m living without.
Make-believing we´r together, that I´m sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I´v turned to water like a teardrop in your palm.


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