När gamla minnen kommer tilbaka

My friend, what can I say?
Every word and phrase seem meaningless anyway
And would you listen at all?
Would you bother at all?

This moment, might be our last
This day will end anyway
However, from now to then,
You are my friend

En gång för länge sen skrev jag den här sången till Ylva.
Just nu går den på repeat i mitt huvud...