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