Once there was a little song,
Whose tune was bright and gay.
And when I heard this little song
It sang my blues away.
Through rain and shine my life has passed,
I learned to live with fear.
Now true love I found at last...
Now that you are near.
As silence whispers to my ears,
And stays but not for long,
Reminds me much of someone dear
'Tis when I hear this song.
Just like a dream I had one day
Of love so right and strong,
So stumble and fall that I may
Yet still I'll love this song.
Gilbert Rombaoa, HS410
Taken from The Bosconian Forum
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