matildajohannaflygar

Nu lämnar jag Karlstad och intar fina Oslo. Fina Marita kommer imorgon, ingen är mer glad än jag. Dagen kommer va så dryg imorn innan hon kommer. Jag längtar så. Är som ett litet barn på julafton. Nej nu måste jag packa klart väskorna. På med vinterjackan tydligen sa bror. Orka!!




Here’s a little story I gotta tell
About this boy I knew so well
Back in the day was cool and all
Fell in love, I fell in love
Thought he was the one for me
Other boys I could not see
And look what happened to our love
I’m like how could it be?

It should have been me and you
It could have been you and me
Boy you broke my hear and now I’m standing here
It should have been me and you
It could have been you and me
Now all I've got are these photographs