TRIBUTE TO IDA
Your hands I held in mine
Will they ever miss me sometime?
I know this story a little too well by now
You will turn cold and again it will snow
Things are not what they used to be
And you are not still here with me
I'll try to figure out what’s wrong and what’s right
Maybe baby, maybe might…
IDA - Du betyder så obeskrivligt mycket för mig.
Jag skulle bli tokig om du inte fanns.
"That thereby beauty's rose
might never die."
- W. Shakespeare
A rose is a rose every day, every night
You too are the same, except different in my sight
You are like a rose, such a beautiful creation
But a rose in disguise, meant to blume for every nation
So show your beauty, for I know what you are
You are a rose in disguise, and very, very wise..
3 comments:
se, Ida allt är inte hopplöst det finns en massa folk som tycker om dig!!
Vart är sången till Ida? Och den jag skrev?
pbuss älsklingen <3
Good for people to know.
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