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I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
Att hata..
Hata är ett väldigt starkt ord, tyvärr använder jag det för ofta utan att mena det.
Men det finns saker att hata och jag hatar så mycket just nu
Saknar mina tjejer...
love
Many nights we prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hope for a song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountain
Long before we knew we could
Love ya!