Sunday, February 26, 2006

[flight]

Winds so strong you feel like it can take you away if you jump off. That's what it was like in Sampaloc Lake, up high in the lake view. It was like that too in Caliraya, near the lake shore. I want to fly.

advice for the young at heart
tears for fears

advice for the young at heart
soon we will be older
when we gonna make it work ?

too many people living in a secret world
while they play mothers and fathers
we play little boys and girls
when we gonna make it work ?

i could be happy
i could be quite naive
it's only me and my shadows
happy in our make believe
soon...

and with the hounds at bay
i'll call your bluff
'cos it would be okay
to walk on tiptoes everyday

and when I think of you and all the love that's due
i'll make a promise, I'll make a stand
cos to these big brown eyes, this comes as no surprise
we've got the whole wide world in our hands

advice for the young at heart
soon we will be older
when we gonna make it work ?

love is promise
love is a souvenir
once given
never forgotten, never let it disappear

this could be our last chance
when we gonna make it work ?
working hour is over
and how it makes me weep
'cos someone sent my soul to sleep

and when I think of you and all the love that's due
i'll make a promise, I'll make a stand
'cos to these big brown eyes, this comes as no surprise
we've got the whole wide world in our hands

advice for the young at heart
soon we will be older
when we gonna make it work ?

working hour is over
we can do anyhting that we want
anything that we feel like doing
advice...

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