Where They Belong...

Chapter 5

JAMES’ POV

Sunday ngayon kaya nandito lang ako sa bahay. Nagdecide akong magstay lang dito para makapagpahinga at mapag-aralan ko yung mga songs na gagamitin ko para sa album. Pinapakinggan ko ngayon yung mga demo ng mga songs na binigay nila Matthew. Ang galing niyang gumawa ng kanta. Pinapapili nga lang ako pero parang gusto kong kantahin lahat.

Nalaman ko rin na sa London pa pala nag-aral si Matthew. Kaya naman pala ganito siya kagaling. Nagpatuloy lang ako sa pakikinig ng mga kanta habang hawak ko yung gitara ko, pero napatigil ako dahil sa isang song na biglang nagplay... (play media--->)

Babae yung kumakanta. Naisama lang yata sa mga nabigay sa akin ni Matthew. Ang ganda ng kanta at ang ganda rin ng boses nung babae. Sigurado akong original song ito kasi ngayon ko lang talaga ito narinig.

Nireplay ko yung kanta at pinakinggan ko ng mabuti yung lyrics...

Last night I fell in love with a stranger

Behind the glass house he came walking out the backdoor

Into a crowd of screaming girls calling his name

I never saw it coming, the way a voice can make me feel

And I fear that I am falling

I should be old enough to know

Not to fall in love with the voice on the radio

So here I stand fighting what I feel for you

Torn between what reason says and how I really feel

And here I stand, wondering what to say to you

Hoping that you feel the same, the same as I do

He's in a rock band with a voice like an angel

And eyes of a raven sky

And suddenly I find myself twelve years old again

Dreaming of you

But who am I kidding to even think that you might see me

It's in the stars that girls like me

And boys like you were never meant to be

So here I stand fighting what I feel for you

Torn between what reason says and how I really feel

And here I stand, wondering what to say to you

Hoping that you feel the same, the same as I do

Would you be scared if I told you I like you

And would you run if I told you I love you

Cuz here I stand fighting what I feel for you

Torn between what reason says and how I really feel

And here I stand, wondering what to say to you

Hoping that you feel the same, the same

As I do, as I do, as I do

I never saw it coming the way a voice can make me feel

And I fear that I am falling

I should be old enough to know