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born serene oh but not old.
nicknamed the old one now.
i stress, i am not old.
i would prefer to be called, mature.

It's not a dream if it came true,
but we exist to dream.
Make a wish,
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Monday, December 04, 2006 ♥10:42 PM

like that called love?

there's a funny feeling deep inside my gut,
like that called love?
there's something wrong and i don't know what,
like that called love?
my heart goes haywire, my brain upside down,
i want to be like a hero, but i feel like a clown,
i get a heart attack everytime she frown,
like that called love ah?

the things i've been feeling makes me want to choke,
can this be love?
i always thought romance was just a joke,
am i in love?
when i'm down there, i realise i miss her,
when i'm up here and just want to kiss,
eeee, no way no way,
i can't kiss her,
like that called love meh?

her love is as loud as a car alarm,
her touch is as soft as a lorry,
if i give in to her jumbo charm,
i know my ribs will be sorry.

but every time she smiles,
my heart melts.
wah kao, wah lao, wah piang,
like that call love.

he's an ordinary sized boy,
in an ordinary sized frame,
with pretty average looks,
and a pretty average name.
but here's what i found, when i took him apart,
he's got a giant sized heart.

his smile is a little bit crooked,
and his hair is shiny with gel.
he doesn't have the tiniest clue about women,
i can tell.
but as i suspected, right from the start,
he's got a giant sized heart.

i know his strength is half of mine,
i'll have to learn to be gentle.
but there's no funnier valentine,
he makes me sentimental.
and every time he smiles,
my heart soars,

i'm full of joy, acting coy,
for my boy,
i'm in love.

and though our lives maybe worlds apart,
with him so far below me, (but deep inside i feel)
until we stand here heart to heart, (just how right this is)
i've got to let him know me. (i've got to let her know)
and everytime i'm with him, (for once in my life)
i'll show him, (i know what i want)
till he can see that him and me are meant to be, (wah kao, wah lao, wah piang)
we're in love. (like that call love)

we're in love..