To broken to move on
Fredag morgon! Webbdesign, kind of sucks.. Samtidigt som jag inte gör nåt vettigt sitter jag och förklarar innehållet i Robinsson Crusoe för Julian, my idea of fun? NOT! Lina va gullig och köpte med sig lite frukost hit så nu sitter vi och knaprar på det. Dessutom önskar jag att ljudet funkade så jag kunde lyssna på min nya favvo-låt, men nejdå. Snart är det slut här, sen är det svenska och sen hem till min säng - that's my idea of fun. Party ikväll? Jo, det skulle ju va så men är fattig som en lus. Får se hur vi gör med det hela.
A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven
I don't wanna waste the weekend
If you don't love me pretend
A few more hours then it's time to go
As my train rolls down the east coast I wonder how you keep warm
It's too late to cry
Too broken to move on
And still I can't let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don't take what you don't need from me
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven
I don't wanna waste the weekend
If you don't love me pretend
A few more hours then it's time to go
As my train rolls down the east coast I wonder how you keep warm
It's too late to cry
Too broken to move on
And still I can't let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don't take what you don't need from me
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