ULLA KARLSSON

The things that make me different are the things that make me!

Growing old

I want to sit on a parkbench with you when we've grown old
I want to be there with you through the summer and winter so cold
I want to hold your hand and and be the only one who'll kiss your lips
I want to take long vacations with you and go away on memorable trips
I want to always make you smile and forever hear you laugh
I want to talk to you every day, without you I am but half
I want to make promises that I'll forever keep
I want to always be with you, my love for you is six-feet deep
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