Out of her eyes
She spoke with a voice that
disrupted the sky...
She said
"walk on over here to the bitter shade"
I will wrap you in my arms....
And you will know you have been saved...

SUNDAY LOOVELY SUNDAY...;)

El Stockholmo weekend...;)

Sometimes the road gets tough...

Feet don’t fail me now...take me to the finish line...
Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take...
But I’m hoping at the gates, they’ll tell me that you’re mine...
Choose your last words, this is the last time...
Cause you and I, we were born to die...

Puhhh äntligen....

As FoR ME I CoULD LeAvE ThE WoRLD WiTH ToDAY IN My EyES....

Mitt i bushen... Aka Tidaholm

Charmig liten håla...

Chop chop...

6,5 av 9... Hmm lite fart blev det...