måndag 16 mars 2009

No words can describe a king.

"Fan, vem som helst förutom vi hade velat bli levande begravda."
Men inte vi, för det finns ingen ångest. Och det är det, som är det jobbiga. Men bara för att det är du och ingen annan så mår jag bra.

Remember those walls I built
Well baby they're tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo

I got my angel now
It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm takin'
I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

Du är min kung!
Remember, I'm only a phonecall away.

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