- Om gyllene år



Cuz you leave me speechless
When you talk to me
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
Can't help but surrender

I thought I could resist you
I thought that I was strong
Somehow you are different from what I've known
I didn't see you coming
You took me by surprise


Jag tycker om musik, musik med ord. 

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