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torsdag, januari 29, 2009
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En titel som nynnas i mitt huvud.
En fantastik låt av Rosi Golan
vid namn Hazy.
"I watched you sleepin' quietly in my bed.
You don't know this now but.
There's somethings that need to be said.
And it's all that I can hear. It's more than I can bear.
What if I fall and hurt myself,would you know how to fix me?
What if went and lost myself, would you know where to find me?
If forgot who I am, would you please remind me?
Cause without you things go hazy."
Ni hör på texten. Magiskt.
vid namn Hazy.
"I watched you sleepin' quietly in my bed.
You don't know this now but.
There's somethings that need to be said.
And it's all that I can hear. It's more than I can bear.
What if I fall and hurt myself,would you know how to fix me?
What if went and lost myself, would you know where to find me?
If forgot who I am, would you please remind me?
Cause without you things go hazy."
Ni hör på texten. Magiskt.
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