Spring til indhold


    There are times in rny life when I cry
    Times with love, times with freinds
    Who loves to pretend, be fear forme
    Tnere are times in rny life when r·ve been search1ng
    For love, for the loosed
    Somtimes I been far, somc1mes 1 oeen confused
    ‘f’ 1mes when I s 1 eep, wnen I was awake
    Times when You’d take my h.eart
    Days with fun, and times with girls
    Times without pride, with or without brain
    Now I feel the pain

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