hjärtevrån

hoppas gånger tusen
att vi hamnar på emmaboda
tillslut,. för det skulle va
övermys.
usch, hoppas det finns schysst
willys folk som vill byta ut några dar.
4dar. hoh.

and I write all this stupid songs
to find out what I'm doin wrong
but I ain't comin nowhere
just drowning myself in sorrows
oh friend let me borrow
some happy laughters and
cups of love I promise I do
and oh boy
all these papers i've wasted
thrown out and oh your lips still
tastes fine
let em forget with a glas of wine
let me belevie his still mine
and oh do so will try over and over again
but love will find its way
and I belive thats okey
its okey.