The Focus
The Focus
Lying in my bed
Thinking about you
Because what is it,
That holds me behind of you?
Is it a dream
Is it a lie
Am I afraid
Or is it not to dy?
Lying in my bed
Thinking about you
Because what is it,
That holds me behind of you?
Lying in my bed
Thinking about you
Because what is it,
That holds me behind of you?
Is it a dream
Is it a lie
Am I afraid
Or is it not to dy?
Lying in my bed
Thinking about you
Because what is it,
That holds me behind of you?
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| Auteur: Helene Esther | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 oktober 2002 | ||
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