på soffan. I samma ögonblick så kom regnet till tonerna av Bon Jovi
With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need
I want to lay you on a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is,
and lay you down on a bed of roses
Fick rysningar över hela kroppen=) hämtar bilen nu och sen ska det bara lyssnas på mysmusik
/Karin
* myssjuk
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