MRM (Monsoon Rains in Manila 0812)
By Kelly Blaquera
When time flies
My thoughts fly by
Some would bide
Some says bye-bye
When time flies
My senses go high
I hear those sighs
Can see those sights
When time flies
I wonder why
How people could lie
But I’d rather die
When time flies
I feel weak to try
It’s been week he cries
Rain its time to say good-bye
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