mandag den 20. februar 2012

I always miss you, but today it's worse



I always miss you even when you're here

We've had some fights let's leave it there
Oh I wish you'd tell me something
Don't leave me here with nothing right now

How I wish you'd come home in the night and prove me wrong
That you'd take away all the fears that haunt my bones


Stener til dejlig musik, mens jeg venter spændt på hvornår jeg tager mig sammen til at brygge en kande kaffe - jeg kunne sagtens vænne mig til den her form for ferie.

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