Gracious

How would you know?
When everything around you's changing like the weather,
Of a big black storm.
And who would you turn to?
Had I a ghost, a shadow at the most
Would you let me know?
Cause I don't want to,
To trouble your mind with a childish design of how it all should go.
But I love you so,
When it all comes clear, when the wind it settles, I'll be here, you know.
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2011-12-18 @ 22:42:07 I hörlurarna Permalink

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