Well, my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
This song is playing again and again in my head… like millions of people out there, some times I think this song is written about me…
don’t be so "chap cheuk" on certain things..actually our life is compose with a lot of things…..that means watever thing tat we are thinking is actuallly is a very small pieces of our life…. just remember…live the life and not life to be lived
Haha… always nice and welcome to hear your advice, thanks bro!