Ps I love you

Jag är dålig på att blogga inser jag. Jag har så mycket att skriva om men så lite tid att formulera tankarna. Jag är iaf kär, i en film. Och en låt.
Tack Josefin. :)

Well I took a stroll on the old long walk
On a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
On a grand soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you friend, what's a fella to do
Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

We were halfway there when the rain came down
On a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she took me up to her flat downtown
On a grand soft day -I-ay
And I ask you friend, what's a fella to do
Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave it a twirl
And then I lost my heart to a Galway girl

When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, what would you do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've travelled around I've been all over this world
Boys I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl