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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

The oh-this-is-so-me-right-now song

I've been hearing this beautifully-sung song on the airwaves for the past couple of weeks: In taxi rides, jeepneys, on my Muvo's FM radio... and not one occasion even bothered to mention its title, until I chanced upon it a couple of days ago on a local music video channel... revealing that elusive thing. Here it goes:

/hopeless romantic mode on

How Can I Fall
Jed Madela (Originally performed by Breathe)

Give me time to care, the moments here for us to share
Still my heart is not always there
What more can I say to you

Could I lie to you, I'm just too weak to face the truth
Now I know I should make a move
What more can I say

How can I fall, how can I fall
When you just won't give me reasons
When you just won't give me reasons at all

When all faith is gone, I fight myself to carry on
Yet I know of the harm I do, what more can I say to you
Now I hold this line, I know the choice to leave is mine
I can't help what I feel inside
What more can I say

How can I fall, how can I fall
When you just won't give me reasons
When you just won't give me reasons at all

I'll follow through, I'll see I do
When the time is far more right for you
I'll make that move, and when I do
Will I doubt again, the way I do

How can I fall, how can I fall
When you just won't give me reasons
When you just won't give me reasons
How can I fall, how can I fall
When you just won't give me reasons
When you just won't give me reasons at all

You just won't give me reasons
You just won't give me reasons at all

How can I fall, can I fall, can I fall
How can I fall for you

Give me time to care, the moments here for us to share
Still my heart is not always there
What more can I say

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