sitting.. waiting.. wishing..: clueless

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Sunday, August 29, 2004
clueless

Lately, i just had this sudden urged to post songs and one of my songs for the moment is this by Parokya (others were Dear Paul, She will be loved, Vindicated, Pieces of Me, Sunday Morning, Sweetest Goodbye)..i don't know if you know the feeling of "falling" for that very special person and knowing that they have somebody else(i don't know but that's my interpretation of this song)..you decide to somehow leave even if it "hurts" but you'd still comeback because you just can't help because you really "love" that person..i know it is stupid but that's what most of us do and you know (The trouble w/ love is..--another song)LOve is about sacrifice, taking chances, making yourself vulnerable to pain and heartaches but i think and feel that what makes "love" not just a four letter word but..(i think you get the picture)..enough for these mushy stuff..

My one and only you
Parokya ni Edgar

It took one look
and forever lay out in front of me,
one smile then i died
only to be revived by you
there i was, thought i had everything figured out
goes to show just how much i know
about the way life plays out

i take one step, away
and i find myself coming back to you,
my one and only,
one and only you
ooOooh

now i know, that i know not a thing at all
'cept the fact that i am yours
and that you are mine...oOh
you told me that this wouldn't be easy
and though i'm not one to complain

i take one step, away
and i find myself coming back to you,
my one and only,
one and only
i take one step, away
and i find myself coming back to you,
my one and only,
one and only you

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