lördag 29 december 2007

To P.

Hold on little girl, show me what his done to you? Stand up little girl,

A broken heart can’t be that bad?

Build up confidence, so you can be on top for once. Wake up, who cares about little boys that talk to much? I have seen it all go done, your game of luck was all rained out.

So come on baby, come on over

Let me be the one to hold you

Why be alone when we can be together baby

You can make my life worthwhile

And I can make you start to smile

1 kommentar:

Coconut sa...

tack.. du anar inte hur skönt de känns att nån bryr sig så mkt..