Heartbeats

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise paid
Four hands and then away

Both under influence
We had a divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade

To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief

Ten seven days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love


To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

And you, you knew the hand of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night


To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough



Jag saknar min Rikard, min underbara pojkvänn. Jag skulle göra mycket för att ha honom liggandes utmed mig här i sängen och för att få somna i hans famn.. På fredag är det 14 månader och jag är fortfarnade riktigt kär. Tiden går fort när man har roligt?! 
He has my heart,  


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