If you think you're sinking, you probably are. Only you can know, only you can know.. If you think you're falling, you probably will. You've got to lose yourself, but not let go. I think we'll be alright, I think we will survive. Everybody gets a little scared like this sometimes. I think we'll be alright, I think we will survive. You've got to fall apart and put it back together again.
I never said I loved you quite enough. I hope it's not too late, I hope it's not too late. I've got this one fresh second, one fresh minute, one fresh hour of my day. I hope it's not too late, I pray it's not too late.
I think we'll be aldright, I think we will survive. Everybody gets a little scared like this sometimes. I think we'll be alright, I think we will survive. You've got to fall apart and put it back together again. I'm gonna tell you, I love you, one more time, again and again and again and again... I've got this one fresh second, one fresh minute, one fresh hour of my day. I pray it's nog too late, yes, I pray it's not too late.
You've got to fall apart and put it back together again. Yes, you've got to fall apart and put it back together again..
En blogg om livet som kroniskt sjuk. Inlägg med glimten i ögat blandas med ren information om diagnoserna ME/CFS & fibromyalgi. - Och vem är skribenten? Mimmi. Född på 80-talet. Gift med min drömprins Ch och tillsammans har vi hjältehunden Basil Mouse (Basli). I januari 2013 fick jag diagnoserna ovan på Gottfries kliniken. I maj 2015 fick vi besked om att jag är multi-intolerant. Helt enkelt, en blogg om sjukdom, lycka och kärlek.
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