the time i still love her she's like a morning star that never fades, like a moonlight flower, so rare that only blooms once in seven years under a full moonlight...
but now she's out of my life,
i don't know weather to laugh or cry
i don't know weather to live or die,
and it cuts like a knife..
she's out of life.....
WOW!! faet!! ang buhay ay weather weather lang!!!