måndag 1 mars 2010

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Just nu låter jag texten tala för sig själv...

Even if you were a million miles away, I could still feel you in my bed.
Near me, touch me, feel me.
And even at the bottom of the sea, I could still hear inside of my head.
Tellin' me, touch me, feel me.
And all the time you were tellin' me lies.

So tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you.
Tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you.
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight.
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you.

Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?
Well, you can try sleeping in my bed.
Lonely, own me, nobody ever shut it down like you.

You are the clown, you mde my body feel heaven bound.
Why don't you hold me, need me?
I thought you told me you'd never leave me.
Looking in the sky, I could see your face.
And I know right where I fit in.
Take me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love with you.
Right til' the end.


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