Josefine Åsnan Johnsson

I was thinking about you, thinking about me, thinking about us and what we would be
I open my eyes, was this a dream? I hope it's a dream..

So I travel back, down the road
Will you come back? No one knows

I realize, it's not a dream

If you Ever Loved Somebody, put your hands up
If you Ever Loved Somebody, put your hands up
Now they gone and you wish you could have give them everything

I wish this was a dream