Ibland har man tid att tänka och sluta drömma!

Hey boy, listen to me,
I got one big reason to say this to you.
Everytime I see you I gets fever,
everytime I got to sleep i wish you beeing there.
You can touch me, see me, feel me,
but you cant hear me,
Cuz baby I'm dreaming
about you, about us, about the future you now!
Back in the paradise its hard to be a warrior.


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