søndag 4. oktober 2009

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Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love

Sometimes the things I do astound me
Mostly whenever you´re around me

Lately I seem to walk as though I have wings
Bump in to things like someone in love

Each time i look at you i´m limp as a glove,

(J. Van Heusen, J. Burke)

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