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My love for you is dead

When my tears are falling on the papers in my book

I´ll begin to remember all love you actually took

The summer was a time of joy and happiness

Then the winter came with it´s snow and loneliness

A snowflake on my tounge reminds me of one thing

When you asked me to marry you with flowers and a golden ring

Haha, i still laugh and i still cry

when i´m telling you about the day when we said goodbye

My laugh is cold, my love for you is dead

but even thoug it´s true, i can´t get you out of my head

The night is falling, the sun will eventually die

And into my bed with my pillow i will lie

Remember, remember that day in september

when i for the first time saw your smile




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Publicerad 2007-02-20 01:09



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