onsdag 1. april 2009

Hurra - det er vår!

Blomster på bakken og is i drinkene, korte skjørt og store smil.

Enjoy.

Sometimes I think about you
Wonder if you're out there somewhere thinking bout me
And would you even recognize
The woman that your little girl has grown up to be

Cause I look in the mirror and all I see
Are your brown eyes lookin back at me
They're the only thing you ever gave to me at all

Oh, I hear the weather's nice in California
There's sunny skies as far I can see
If you ever come back home to Carolina

I wonder what you'd say to me
I think about how it aint fair
That you weren't there to braid my hair
Like mothers do

You weren't around to cheer me on
Help me dress for my high school prom
Like mothers do
Did you think I didn't need you here
To hold my hand
To dry my tears

Did you even miss me through the years at all
Oh, I hear the weather's nice in California
There's sunny skies as far I can see

If you ever come back home to Carolina
I wonder what you'd say to me

Forgiveness is such a simple word
But it's so hard to do when you've been hurt
Oh, I hear the weather's nice in California
And just in case you're wondering about me

For now on I won't be in Carolina
Your little girl is off
Your little girl is off
Your little girl is off to Tennessee