I'm sitting on the floor
I'm thinking of you
Your picture's in my head
And it's stuck like glue
I turn the TV off
'coz I really can't hear
Anything besides your voice
that whispers in my ear
I'm shouting out your name
And sweep away a tear
'coz most of all and anything
I'm wishing you were here
Et digt jeg skrev for noget tid siden XO
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