I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
För han får inte krossa mig igen.
/janina
