Stand by You... The song for her... |
Wednesday, December 9, 2009 at 13:28 |
Oh, Why You Look So Sad? Tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now Don’t be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through’cause I’ve seen the dark side too When the night falls on you You don’t know what to do Nothing you confess Could make me love you less
I’ll stand by you I’ll stand by you Won’t let nobody hurt you I’ll stand by you So if you’re mad, get mad Don’t hold it all inside Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide? I get angry too Well I’m a lot like you When you’re standing at the crossroads And don’t know which path to choose Let me come along’cause even if you’re wrong
I’ll stand by you I’ll stand by you Won’t let nobody hurt you I’ll stand by you Take me in, into your darkest hour And I’ll never desert you I’ll stand by you
And when... When the night falls on you, baby You’re feeling all alone You won’t be on your own I’ll stand by youI’ll stand by you Won’t let nobody hurt you I’ll stand by you Take me in, into your darkest hour And I’ll never desert you I’ll stand by you
I'll play for you.
Thinking of you... |
at 13:09 |
When ther's me & her..

I sat down quietly..
thinking the days both of us spent together.
last time, everyday we meet..
even we are damn broke n no where to go..
just meeting her makes me happy..
her stupidity, her blur2ness, her kindness, everything..
i feel we really lose in each other.
she busy with her new boyfriend which she didnt introduce to me..
every ex boyfriend she have last time, i will be the first to know.
I just feel so left out..
i told him that i miss her so much.
he said, go n msg la..
but, it feel different now.
is like i dont noe wher to start..
wher to begin..
i guess its no longer sister or bestfriend for life...
hope she is happy with her life now...
how i wish is like last time..
but too bad..
something are just meant to change... When i watched bride wars, my tears just running down my face... the movie we watch together...
takecare..
missing you...
I'll play for you.
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