MY LOVE LYRICS FOR CHARLES

Crush and Like

KUNG ANG GITARA MARIRINIG MO ANG 'MUSIKA'

DITO SA PUSO KO, MARIRINIG MONG 'CRUSH' KITA.

PAKINGGAN MO PA !

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Charles's POV

Dear Mr. President, come take a walk with me

Let's pretend we're just two people and you're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye? And tell me why?

Nagsimula na akong umawit. Puno ang dome kung saan ang tour namin. Karamihan ay mga kababaihan kaya ganado ang mga kabanda ko.

(Song: Dear Mr. President ng PINK)

Dear Mr.President, were you a lonely boy?
(Were you a lonely boy?)
Are you a lonely boy?
(Are you a lonely boy?)

How can you say, no child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind
(We're not blind)
They're all sitting in your cells while you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were lesbian?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Nakuha ng isang babae na may malaking eye glasses ang aking atensiyon. She had a rare beauty. Pero ang mas nakakuha ng aking pansin ay ang white shirt nito na may disenyong water lily na sakop ang halos buong harap. Nasa may ikalawang row ito kaya medyo kita ko siya. 

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work, hard work, hard work
You don't know nothin' 'bout hard work, hard work, hard work

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President, you'd never take a walk with me, would you?

Hanggang sa matapos ang unang awit namin ay panay ang sulyap ko sa kanya. Ang weird kasi nito dahil habang ang katabi nito at ang halos lahat ng mga kababaihan ay tumitili at sumasabay sa akin sa pagkanta ay siya naman  ay busy sa pagsi-cellphone. Ni hindi man lang yata tumingin sa gawi ko.

Feeling ko tuloy wala akong charm sa kanya.

Nakailang songs na kami at bilang ko lang din ang pagsulyap niya sa gawi naming nagpi-perform.

Naomie's POV

Ewan ko ba kasi sa ate kong ito at nakuha pa akong isama sa panonood ng concert. Di ba ito napapagod dahil matapos magtrabaho ay nag-aya. Pati si kuya James ay game.