I've been trying to do it right
I've been living a lonely life
I've been sleeping here instead
I've been sleeping in my bed,
Sleeping in my bed
So show me family
All the blood that I would bleed
I don't know where I belong
I don't know where I went wrong
But I can write a song
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet
I don't think you're right for him.
Look at what it might have been if you
took a bus to China Town.
I'd be standing on Canal
and Bowery.
And she'd be standing next to me.
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
Love. We need it now
Let's hope for some
'Cause, oh, we're bleeding out
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet
❤❤❤
Två låtar, så mycket innebörd för två människor. Om det fanns något jag hade kunnat ändra, få ogjort, göra om- göra rätt, så antar jag att det skulle vara allt med dig. Du får gärna lyfta din gitarr och spela för mig igen, Gullefjun.
Oldschool hjärta ☮
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