Linnéa

There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.

But did you know, That when it snows,
My eyes become large and, The light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.

There is so much a man can tell you but more that he cant explaine.

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You have nothing I have something.

- Jag väljer , du ger okej?