har inget annat val


Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through.

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is.

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