hej, har inte orkat blogga idag. men nu ska jag gå upp & se  tv elr läsa, finns inte så mkt att skriva om heller,
idrotten var slapp, eftersom att typ 10 pers hade med sig idrottskläder, sen hade vi nästan ingen no, elr jo, men jag, frida & nathalie fotade ist! ja, nu ska jag gå upp! gotnatt elr nått.

write tomorrow
ssaraekström



You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now ... here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now here he comes

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
He talks like a gentlemen, like you imagined when
When you were young

I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know