10 år, 2001-05-04

Idag är det exakt 10 år sedan du försvann från oss, bara 36 år gammal. Jag sänder en tanke till dig från mig.

Vila i frid Morbror Patrik.
♥

Du Fattas Oss.

*  1964-08-02
+ 2001-05-04

Oh, thinking about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now, nothing can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me coming back for more


Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven


O once in your life
You find someone who would
Turn your world around
And pick you up when you are down
Now, nothing can change
What you mean to me
There's a lot that I could say
But just hold me now
Cause our love will light the way


Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven


I've been waiting for so long
For something to arrive
For love to come along
Now our dreams are coming true
Through the good times
And the bad
I'll be standing there by you


Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
Ohh, ohh, ohh


Ohh, ohh, ohh
We're in heaven



Flickan i låten som pratar tills sin döda pappa, som dog 9/11 i World Trade Center:
 "It has went a year. I really, really miss you, Daddy. But you are in another place now. In a beautiful place called heaven. We had your favourite dinner tonight. And you know hat? I ate it all up, you know somethimes I can't. And I learn to swim this summer. I even do it with closed eyes. And I wonder what... can you see me? I finished kindergarden this year. I have got a picture of us with a fram you bought.  You were the greatest Daddy. I can swing by my swing by myself. But I hope you know that miss you pushing me. Can you see me? I miss how you used to tickle me, tickle me Daddy. My belly hurts, I try not to cry. I want you to say that's okey.  I know you don't like it when I cry. Before I never needed to cry. I try not, but it hurts that you're not coming home. Maybe someday. I hope you in heaven are okey. I will go to bed now and hope you will come home someday."

(Sen så sökte jag på youtube: vila i frid Patrk. Då kom det upp en låt som en tjej "Matilda" tillägnat sin morbror Patrik som dog 37 år gammal i en traktor olycka. Väldigt konstigt att det fanns så många likheter?
Låten är jätte fin, men kan ej komma på vem som sjunger den. Känner igen låten. Mamma, du kanske vet?)

/ Tilly's missing her uncle..

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