Olina

I natt står min lycka och sorg hand i hand och skapar bitterljuvlighet.
som hösten.

saknar, ser framåt, tänker och känner. jag vet vem jag är men inte vart jag står.


I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend

And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be

What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last

And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one

<3

Carolina