Jacob Borshard

For Karina

When it gets low,
There`s no one around.
When it gets lonely,
Nobody knows.

You`re the love of my life, so far.
You`ve got no reason to believe me,
When I tell you that I love you,
But believe me that I miss you,
And I`ll hold you in my heart,
I`ll be good to the next one,
And I`ll hold you in my heart,
Yes I know that I`ve lost you,
And I`ll hold you,
I will hold you. . . .

You were never so dear
As when I held you near
And saying you were a cutie
And you thought it was cute
Each I got confused
But confusions what killed me

I know the black of your dress,
Like the back of your neck,
And the grumpy despair,
That`d wound me,
I know the tangle of your hair,
And the soft of your breast of angora,
At the movies.

When I get lost,
There`s no one to go home to,
When I feel broke up,
Threre`s no one to call the phone to,

You`re the love of my life, so far . . .
You`ve got no reason to believe me,
When I tell you that I love you,
But believe me that I miss you,
And I`ll hold you in my heart,
I`ll be good to the next one,
And I`ll hold you in my heart,
Yes I know that I`ve lost you,
And I`ll hold you,
I will hold you. . . .

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