When the mouth speaks deceits
Rather than the honesty
It was when my heart speaks the truth
And seek for its mate
For the times I don’t come clean
And hide behind the shades of lies
Not that my heart told me to do so
It was my mouth speak its dread
Of loosing and desperation
It wasn’t me who stand straight
And became the guidance of the life you were living
It was you who compose and complete the life
I’ve been living...
You are my angel...
You are the love of my life...
For times that may came upon us
Let it reveal the untold secret that has been kept in silence
And buried overtime
And when that time comes
Let it be you, my angel... appear as the one who forgives...
For the sin I have been concealed in silent...
Thursday, March 16, 2006
10.50 PM
