Give me your hand and I'll hold it

Tovaas strand




I love it when you sing to me




Funäsdalen


You can't stop it screaming out

But I let my heart go, it's somewhere down at the bottom


But if it's true

How did we get here, when I use to know you so well


With lips full of passion and coffee in bed


Det är såhär vi hänger, på Furillen .


- med skräckfylldförtjusning, var detta den bästa veckan i mitt liv.

Bilder ifrån Öland
