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Wednesday, April 19, 2006


-de' tached.-


Your time has already come and I don't know why
The last thing that I had heard
you were doin' just fine
It seems like just yesterday
I was laughing with you
Playing games at Grandma's house
well you taught me well, didn't you?
I hope I'm just like you

Do they have radios in heaven?
I hope they do'
Cause they're playing my song on the radio
And I'm singing it to you

You left before I had a chance to say goodbye
But that's the way life usually is
it just passes you by
But you can't hold on to regrets and you can't look back
So I'll just be thankful for the times that I had with you
I hope I'm just like you

Do they have radios in heaven?
I hope they do
'Cause they're playing my song on the radio
And I'm singing it to you
If they don't have radios in heaven
here's what I'll do
I can bring my guitar when my time is up and I'll play it for you

Tell me can you hear me now
if not, then I can try to sing real loud
What's it like up on the other side of the clouds?
I hope I'm just like you
I hope I turn out to be as good as you


i admit this is a rather emo entry.

i miss the way you sang me to sleep
i miss the way you protected me from my mom's whips
i miss the way you pat me to bed
the way we blow out the candles on my birthday cake

you left before i knew what's life
the words came to me, like a piercing knife
do you remember the way things were?
those happier days when you were here

the way i'll run home from my primary school
breaking every traffic rule
"that's my ah ma !", i'll shout to my friends
a love so real, everyone can sense

the bedtime stories i'll never forget
the money you'll give me behind my mother's back
the way you smiled when i went to your place
i miss you, ah ma, thats what bug yee always says

you called me by a name no one else did
in your eyes, im forever your precious little kid
i love you more than anything in this world
and i know you too, when you gave me your only pearl

thank you ah ma for being there
for that twelve years of loving care
though it'd been six years that you were gone
i still dream of you from night to dawn






when we cross, we'll part.
but if we continued as parallel lines, we'll walk with each other side by side.
=)



| s a n d y wrote this down @ 00:42|

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