it's way after midnight and I'm not sleepy at all.
talking to my man, my personal heater
who's still in holland.
yesterday was my littlebrothers birthday,
who I haven't seen in a while.
on wednesday I'll be going to Sweden
to visit my granny and some friendly faces
and that thought sure warms up my heart.
and then, in a few days or weeks
I'll be back in Spain
and so will my man.
that thought warms my heart up even more.
talking to my man, my personal heater
who's still in holland.
yesterday was my littlebrothers birthday,
who I haven't seen in a while.
on wednesday I'll be going to Sweden
to visit my granny and some friendly faces
and that thought sure warms up my heart.
and then, in a few days or weeks
I'll be back in Spain
and so will my man.
that thought warms my heart up even more.
there's nothing like sundays
when your hungover takes over all the energy in your body
when all you do is shiver and all you want to do is sit next to the fire.
you have a man who takes care of you, who cooks for you
who covers my forehead with beardy kisses.
like the legendary beatles once sang,
all you need is love.
when all you do is shiver and all you want to do is sit next to the fire.
you have a man who takes care of you, who cooks for you
who covers my forehead with beardy kisses.
like the legendary beatles once sang,
all you need is love.
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