cämilla

Tomorrow, (joh) Anna, when the snow whirl's round
I will be waiting on the lee side hiding from the storm
And any evening when the heavy sky falls
I will be catching it before it even reaches your door
´Cause like the core of a star
I belong where you are, Anna

You're the core of my heart
and you belong in my arms

(de kommer bli hard men jag lovar att hjälpa dig, tre månader och allt blir bra igen)