You're every minute of my everyday.
Idag känns livet lite lättare att leva igen.
Men vi får se vad som händer.
Efter skolan gick jag och Elin hem till mig och åt godis, och sen så åkte jag och jobbade.
Va sen med Becca ett tag och sen dess har jag plinkat gitarr och kollat TV.
Interesting?
Juste, i morgon är det nationella igen.
Engelska uppsats.
Har fan glömt den nästan.
Det får väl gå.
Men vi får se vad som händer.
Efter skolan gick jag och Elin hem till mig och åt godis, och sen så åkte jag och jobbade.
Va sen med Becca ett tag och sen dess har jag plinkat gitarr och kollat TV.
Interesting?
Juste, i morgon är det nationella igen.
Engelska uppsats.
Har fan glömt den nästan.
Det får väl gå.
♥
You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.
And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
♥
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.
And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
♥
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