Ibland är jag stark, ibland är jag svag.
Ibland går jag och lallar runt och mår jättebra, och så som ett slag i ansiktet så kan jag höra en låt, och få en känsla i kroppen - i bröstet - som etsar sig fast och får mig att vilja gå i ide.
Denna låt kom nyss i högtalarna hemma hos mig, och den berömda "klumpen" infann sig direkt...
Everytime med Brittan...
Notice me, take my hand
Why are we strangers when
Our love is strong
Why carry on without me
Everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you, baby
I make believe that you are here
It's the only way I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy
And everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you, baby
I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song's my sorry
At night I pray
That soon your face will fade away
And everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you, baby
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