Du lämnade mig.
eller
Lämnade jag dig?
Inte kan jag få mål i mun.
En blick kan förgöra.
De här situationerna gör mig så svag,
så sårbar.
Ge mig Stockholm nu.
Jag ska ta reda på mitt öde. Min vilja.
Kanske, kanske hittar jag det jag söker.
"Where is the moment when we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
...
Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
...
So where is the passion when you need it the most"
(David Powter - Bad day)
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