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Location: Tabaco City, Albay, Philippines

I am an eclectic cognitariat, a missionary on furlough trying to redeem himself.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Second song for Rose

How often do you get the feeling that someone is loving you?
When you think everything is fine and you let the story flows.
But deep inside your heart you can feel someone is willing to lose
His everything; even if he's in so much doubt.

Might you even remember those very night that passes by,
Can you tell from his voice he's having a hard time saying goodbye.
When he walks home all alone beneath the moon, the stars would fall from the sky.
And every time you try to look into his eyes you can see his everything.

Oh, girl. This is just another lullaby and I hate to say good bye.
I just want to hold you, be there for you and be always by your side.

F-Am-Dm-Bb

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