nilssonkatta

Do you remember me, like I remember you?
Do you spend your life going back in your mind to that time?
Cause I, I walk the streets alone, I hate being on my on.
Everyone can see that I really fell and I'm going through hell,
thinking about you with somebody else.

Somebody want's you.
Somebody needs you.
Somebody dreams about you every singel night.
Somebody can't breath, without you it's lonely.
Somebody hopes that one day you will see, that somebody's me.