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Ingrid Michaelson - I Remember Her (Official Audio)
There’s a house, that’s not on a hill
And the paint’s chipping off
Of the old window sill
There’s a tree in the front yard
That’s older than me
And older than all of you
And the paint’s chipping off
Of the old window sill
There’s a tree in the front yard
That’s older than me
And older than all of you
There’s a smell that the heat makes
It reminds me of Christmas
And birthdays in December
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
It reminds me of Christmas
And birthdays in December
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
But things they fade
She would kiss my hand
She would kiss my head
Then she’d fall asleep with me
In my tiny bed
She would sing me lullabies
Gave me my hazel eyes
And then she’d call me beautiful
She made me beautiful
She would kiss my head
Then she’d fall asleep with me
In my tiny bed
She would sing me lullabies
Gave me my hazel eyes
And then she’d call me beautiful
She made me beautiful
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
But things they fade
Things turn to grey
As much as I try to save them
They turn to grey
Just like the house, that’s not on a hill
With all of the rust on the gate
The chips on the sill
But I love it still
Things turn to grey
As much as I try to save them
They turn to grey
Just like the house, that’s not on a hill
With all of the rust on the gate
The chips on the sill
But I love it still
maandag 10 juli 2017
Boom en kleur
De hele dag heb ik doorgebracht in de Hortus Botanicus. Deze tuin heeft nu zoveel kleur dat ik dit heb willen laten terugkomen in de boom.
zondag 9 juli 2017
Op deze zomerdag
maak ik Lemoncello van biologische citroenen en een fles Wodka. Nu gaat het hele spulletje voor 20 dagen een donkere kast in. 29 juli weer verder.... De overgebleven citroenen zijn uitgeperst voor ijsblokjes
Zonsondergang
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