Kahit bata pa ako (kahit bata pa ako) Alam kong minamahal kita (minamahal kita) Hindi ito isang laro hindi ako nagbibiro Maypuso rin ako, Kahit bata pa
Kahit bata pa ako (kahit bata pa ako) Alam kong minamahal kita (minamahal kita) Hindi ito isang laro hindi ako nagbibiro Maypuso rin ako, Kahit bata
I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone Maybe we were too young Goodbye, I've gotta go
The intent. I intend. The intentions of one will guide. i strive to speak what i have learned and learn from those i see. to step out of this life is
The intent. i intend. the intentions of one will guide. i strive to speak what i have learned and learn from those i see. to step out of this life is
Announcing your intentions Easier said than done Announcing your intentions It?s easier said than done But its better to say nothing Than say something
Announcing your intentions Easier said than done Announcing your intentions It?s easier said than done [2x] But its better to say nothing Than say something
Usually take one last pass through town Stop the car and touch the ground Watch those streetlights Swayin' in the breeze Decorated store fronts Rusty
I'm about cream, I'm about cream X 4 And you know that, I'm about cream And you know that, I'm about cream I'm about, I'm about, I'm about cream ...Monalisa
You broke my heart, baby just one too many time You broke my heart, baby just too many time From drinkin' bad whiskey, mama, gin an rum an wine Well,
She said, "California," as a tear fell down her cheek "Small town Missouri just ain't the life for me." Waved goodbye to mom and dad, and all her friends
I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone Telling someone that I?m here but you still feel all alone Maybe we were too young, goodbye, I gotta go
I know what you think, here we go again The same waste of potential that I've always been I've been given the chances and I've burned some bridges up
November's almost over, gentle winter's on the way Still I sit here on this balcony, smoke my brain away Waiting on that phone to ring Wondering which
Sometimes you see someone when you've already got someone Still you wonder what if they had come a long, a long time ago You know that they're feeling
If heaven's where your soul gets fed Your hell is an empty bed But it's never hard to keep it full There ain't too many arms you have to pull You think
Well, the turn signal's clicking and the seconds are slipping away Just a little bit more of this turnpike and so much to say The airport traffic it slows
