Elina Marklund

till fina mamma.

Kategori: Allmänt

You tuck me in,
Turn out the light
Kept me safe and sound at night
Little girls depend on things like that.

Brush my teeth and comb my hair
Had to drive me everywhere
You were always there when I looked back.

You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be.

And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scared* things wouldn't turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me.

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