lördag 11 september 2010

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Well I loved the words that you wrote to me but that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend



Well, I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them, but they were only satellites
It's wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish, I wish, I wish you cared

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