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


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