One day baby, we’ll be old
Oh baby, we’ll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told
No more tears, my heart is dry
I don’t laugh and I don’t cry
I don’t think about you all the time
But when I do – I wonder why
One day baby, we’ll be old
Oh baby, we’ll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Recently:
- Når facaden krakelerer
- Here we go again …
- Omsorg og inkompetence – og nye veje …
- Ikke brandbar
- Den lovlige “flugt” fra afsnit 801
- … kvæler du jo barnet
- Når du strammer garnet …
- Nordstjernevej overrasker – lidt ;-)
- Reset – endnu en ny start
- Tre måneder lang indlæggelse – del 6
