through the blast of the music
we were jumping up and down
setting our souls free
Singing our hearts outin the mob of people you held my hand
You smiled
Reassuring me that it's okay
It's okay because i got youYou stood up there liked you were on the top of the world
I stood below, looking at you with awe
I felt nothing but love
God, i am so proud
BINABASA MO ANG
things i'll never say out loud
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