I shouldn't have wasted those days

i thought i was the only one doing my own reminiscing. apparently a lot of my friends are doing their own contemplation too. reminds me of this song playing from the movie starring Britanny Murphey and Dakota Fanning. the title escapes me at the moment but the song doesnt.

Time

Time, where did you go? 

Why did you leave me here alone?

Wait, don't go so fast

I'm missing the moments as they pass

Now I've looked in the mirror and the worlds getting clearer

So wait for me this time 

I'm down I'm down on my knees I'm begging for all your sympathy

But you (I'm just an illusion) you don't seem to care (I wish that I could)

You humble people everywhere (I don't mean to hurt you)

Now I've looked in the mirror and the worlds getting clearer

I'll take what you give me. Please know that I'm learning

So wait for me this time

I should've know better

I shouldn't have wasted those days

And afternoons and mornings

I threw them all away

Now this is my time

I'm going to make this moment mine.

(I shouldn't have wasted those days)

I'll take what you give me. Please know that I'm learning

I've looked in the mirror

My world's getting clearer

So wait for me this time

I am allergic to people

ill plug it down to hormones. ill blame it on the fact that i've gotten my period. but i'm angry.

i spent the early part of today trying to control this urge to just scream. i'd purposely distance myself from family because i know if my presence is felt it means that i'd have to do something. utusan. is this a selfish way to act? i just needed to get away. to have a quiet place. to find my center. i didnt exactly get the best sleep last night because of the culmination of a fight. sometimes, i guess it happens, that the people you love the most are those who irritate you the most as well.

i remember when my tita arrived from the states. she was a doctor and very much interested with oriental forms of medicine. she believed in the healing powers of chi kung [ i dont know if i spelled that right] which is the proper use of your internal energy to heal. my mom was the best candidate for that, she being a medium and all. but the interesting thing is you can actually be ALLERGIC to a person. allergic in the sense that when you are in interaction with this person you feel that it's an abrasive encounter. you feel aggitated and ill at ease. i remember she'd diagnose this by asking us to hold the "allergen"'s hand and having us lift our other hand. then every so often she'd push down on the raised hand and say "resist". call it coincidence but no matter how HARD you resist she'd be able to push your hand down. my tita was diminutive in size, petite if you could say that. but even my own dad was no match to her pushing skills. and he tried. 

i think that is what i am at the moment. i am allergic. to my family and at times at M. as well. i'd like to lock myself up or just cloister myself in solitude because being in constant relation with them just gets on my nerves. i am no longer comfortable. like a kettle on a boil..i could just whistle and blow. would you put any stock on this? this allergic to a person theory? i think the practical people wouldnt. M. being one of them. but i do put SOME stock into this. not entirely believing it but i do think that it is plausible to be "allergic" to a person. usually the rule of proximity can work both ways. positive and negative. proximity makes you realize a person more. makes you enraptured by their personality and good traits. unfortunately being too much in contact can also get you sick of them. 

of course this isnt a permanent thing. this is temporary. you can't have too much of a good thing. nor can you always gravitate towards the negative. i just feel that my personal space, my personal decisions, my personal freedom, has been intruded upon too often for comfort. i just need to be able to feel that i still am the master of my fate and the captain of my sould [INVICTUS]. to be able to determine my own destiny and not have people tell me what or who i should be, what choices i should make, what actions i should do. i just need to be me. even for a few moments in the day.

Travelling down the broken road

to borrow a few words from Rascal Flatts. i believe the road we travel on, however way we want it or wherever it leads, is a broken one trodden on by those before us. their mistakes are etched on the cracked concrete, their scraped skin on the burning asphalt. 

the road i'm travelling on has marked itself on me, just as i have left traces of myself for people to see. i have scratches here, bruises there. i took another fall last night. despite my innocence mistakes are inevitable. i see the road signs. the directionals. i wonder why i  still take a wrong turn. 

today i am reminded, before i begin my day, that the hills and mountains before me that stretch unto eternity are the trepidations i must face. the climb, though ardorous, is worth the scenery you see when you get there. it just would've been nice to have someone else take the fall with me, to have a companion in the long stretch ahead.

For future reference

I'm starting a jog/walk log. 

5k in 38.46minutes.

A grieving father

my tito got home today. after a very long trip. despite outward appearances he doesn't have the normal family life. he's been separated from his wife for about 5 years now. just the same, given the nature of his job, he's away from his kids a lot of the time. my three cousins reside with my grandfather in the province making it a very challenging family set up. 

he heard news today. about their grades.

not so good. 

he stormed out. upset. been gone for 20 minutes now. 

i dont know much about how it is to raise children. me being a child still. but i know what its like to be disappointed and to feel like a failure. i've had my set of falls and to doubt my self-worth. what must it be like for my tito. being away from his children, months at a time. not being able to be a true father. whenever he goes home to see his children i'm sure there are creeping doubts in there.

am i being a good father?

will my kids still love me?

how do i show my children that i love them?

what can i do to ease the pain of separation?

just the same. 

am i being a good daughter?

will my parents still be proud of me?

how do i show those i love that i love them?

what can i do to ease their pain?

life's lessons aren't plain black and white. there are shades of grey in between. true lessons aren't the kind that are taught in a classroom setting with God as the professor. nor are there in true manuals or formulas to get a sure pass. experience teaches us by immersion. you learn by doing. you learn by falling. you learn by getting hurt and being loved once more.

The Witch

we're having a bit of spring cleaning here at home. with the new repairs done at the moment we're creating shelving space. the brown and empty book shelves prompted my dad to have an impromptu cleaning brigade that included the entire family. so right after getting home from school i was enlisted to throw away the numers magazines found. this is where i found a copy of "The Witch of Portabello".

i didnt even know we had a copy, i was about to buy myself one. my copy is hard bound and looks untouched. with my recent success with Paolo Coelho i can't wait to have my trusty Faber Castel highlighter with me and wait as his written word remind me of myself. already i've resounded with two lines, in just the first chapter. i can't wait to really sit down with it and munch up all the glorious tidbits of knowledge it holds. 

i never really liked THE ALCHEMIST, finding it too blase and roundabout. so during the fad for Coelho's books i decided to stick to my favorite authors instead. Imagine my surprise when I read By the River Piedra I Sat and Wept. 4 years after reading the Alchemist. there really must be perfect timing to this. If you do get to read through his personal blog the inspiring things that you find in his books take a more refreshing and religious view. which is perfect for the kind of voracious reading i am hungering for. 

i have to leave for mass soon but when i get home, after a one hour run, i'll want to sit down and really take Coelho's words in. 

Rent

i'm beginning to reminisce with RENT at the moment. i remember when i first watched the movie version two years back in ate kathy's house. we were all huddled up in her sofa bed with the air con blasting and the movie playing. before i even got to watch the movie i distinctly remember how ate kathy would rave about it, gian would play along with the enthusiasm. 

i remember watching it sitting beside C and how there were butterflies in my stomach. i also remember crying when Angel died. I especially loved the songs in the broadway thinking that they echoed so much my own worries and dreams. that was a very life changing summer. in more ways than one. i remember how that summer forged relationships for a lifetime, between ate kathy and me, and taught lessons i would never forget. 

walking down memory lane this movie was where ONE WAY was paterned after. how Tony's character was Roger. how "Franco's Prayer" sounded like "Will I Lose My Dignity". We all did a lot of growing up that summer, as did the characters of this movie. We all did soul searching often getting burned first before truly healing. I remember how the favorite phrase was "...are we all on the same page...?" because things were going wrong before we saw that it was the almighty at work. 

I grew up that summer. not because it was the summer i turned eighteen. or the first summer that didnt happen traditionally. those two months were the most trying for me, balancing early summer classes with late night practices. my parents and i would disagree. and they'd even threaten to pull me out despite all the hard work i've already logged in. there was so much drama involved. those witness to it could attest to how much hormones got involved. that summer was the first summer i didnt go home to Legazpi for holy week in a long time. i spent it travelling back and forth from Ateneo to wherever practice was. i was physically, emotionally and spiritually dried up. i changed a lot because of those two months. moving in closer to opening day i felt a sense of achievement and trepidation. Ivan had just left for the states, there were still many hurt feelings among the youth and not everything was perfect.

but that was a glorious presentation. i haven't seen the copy made by Ton yet but based on all the ravings and the fun i experienced i can say it was amazing. and every year, on May 27 we remember the fun. :)

let me share a song i remember crying with...entitled WITHOUT YOU...

MIMI

Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.

Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.

The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.

The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.

Without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.

Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.

The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.

The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.

ROGER

The world revives�

MIMI

Colors renew�

BOTH

But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue.

MIMI

Without you.

Without you, the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats.

ROGER

Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe.

ROGER

The mind churns!

MIMI

The mind churns!

ROGER

The heart yearns!

MIMI

The heart yearns!

BOTH

The tears dry, without you.

Life goes on, but Im gone.

Cause I die, without you.

MIMI

Without you.

ROGER

Without you.

BOTH

Without you.

Exercise

i went for another run today inspired by my recent success with it and the stories of friends along the way. i've really been bitten by the health bug it seems. 

today wasn't one of my greatest runs. despite feeling underneath the weather i finished 4k in 30 minutes. i could've pushed the last kilometer but my body is no longer at par with what it used to do. my greatest success is 5k in 38minutes. how long will it take for me to get back to that, i really don't know but i hope soon. 

today was the first time i ran without any songs to accompany me. running alone usually feels lonely and it helps if i have someone else's voice crooning in my ears to drone out the sound of silence. but i read as one of the 100 running tips, check previous blog, that it might be nice to hear yourself run. i didnt put much stock into this considering i never found anything wonderful or awe-inspiring with the sound of rubber shoes hitting asphalt. but oddly, it was comforting to hear my own treading. the pace i was running at and the pitter patter of the rubber as it hit the dark concrete reminded me that each sound was a successful battle against the anti exercise voice in my ear. one step at a time, one laborious breath at a time and it made the whole thing worthwhile. i kept telling myself, "i'm going to get an ass and killer legs because of this!!". 

what a mantra right? at least it keeps me going. 

i'm far from being at the pinnacle of my physical stamina. but M. has always reminded me if i keep to it i'll get there someday. i'm actually looking forward to the ATENEO AQUATHLON in FEBRUARY 09. Jonas, a friend of mine who will be organizing it, says it would probably be in the later part of the month. that for us seniors would mean right before or after final exams. i've always been a great juggler of schedules and by hook or by crook i will join. slow and steady has won the race, as Aesop's fables remind me. my pace is slow in comparison to the standards of other people i know but i'm getting there. i never thought i'd see this coming you know? never thought i'd actually ENJOY this. but a change from the interior does gravitate to a change in the exterior. 

i will have an ass and killer legs! I WILL!!

Running

Getting into the excercise hype i was browsing through the internet for proper running tips and chanced upon this site. i really am a beginner at this. only having truly started getting in shape after a 4 year hiatus. 

so here are 100 ways i'm sure not to screw up.. :) check it out for yourself at http://completerunning.com/archives/2006/09/12/100-beginner-running-tips/

Welcome to the Complete Running Network 100 Beginner Running Tips. This first top 100 post is the CRN teams first group writing project — everyone chipped in to come up with the list. We hope you like it and that it becomes a place you refer to often. Do you have tips that should be on this list? Feel free to comment below!

Apparel Tips

1. Wear spandex shorts under your regular running shorts so you don’t chafe “down there.”
2. Cotton socks will only lead to blisters; invest in socks designed for running.
3. Ladies, do not skimp on a bra. Even if it costs more than your shoes it’s still a bargain.
4. Buy running clothes you look good in and that will motivate you to run.
5. Buy new running clothes at the end of the season when stores dump the old season’s line. Think clearance!

Community

6. Join your local running club—check with your local running store fitness center and/or recreation department to find one.
7. Volunteer at a local race—meet runners support runners and connect with your Community.

Manners

8. Remember to say “Thank You!” to race volunteers (e.g. when you get that cup of water at the aid station) and family and friends who support you.
9. Conscientiously share the trail with walkers, bikers and other runners.
10. Always try to balance running with the people you love by making a schedule that involves and is considerate of everyone.
11. Don’t carry loose change. It will annoy those who are running with you.
12. Don’t neglect and irritate your family and friends by spending all your time running and talking about running.

Motivation Tips

13. Sign up for a race as soon as you feel up to it.
14. Find a committed running partner. It is much harder to skip a run when you have someone else depending on you.
15. Remember that you will have plateaus in your progress and tough days along the way.
16. It gets easier.
17. Accept and appreciate the fact that not every single run can be a good one.
18. Be prepared to remove the words “can’t” and “never” from your vocabulary.
19. “Do not compare yourself to others. Run within yourself and for yourself first.
20. Don’t expect every run to be better than the last one; some of them will hurt.
21. Don’t think too much about it or you won’t do it.
22. Even a bad run is better then no run at all.
23. If you normally run with music try skipping it and listening to your feet to hear your pace and your gait.
24. Don’t be discouraged if you don’t experience weight loss immediately.
25. Start a running blog and read other running blogs regularly.
26. Running is not an excuse to triple your intake of doughnuts because runners gain weight too.

Nutrition Tips

27. Buy the powdered sports drink mix instead of premixed. It’s cheaper and more similar to race drink mixes.
28. Each pound you lose makes running a little easier.
29. Hydrate. Make it a habit to drink water throughout the day.
30. If you are running very long distance drink enough electrolytes (e.g. Gatorade).
31. On long runs eat something every hour—whether you feel like it or not.
32. During longer runs if you don’t like to carry water take some cash in your pocket pouch or a shoe wallet. Run a route where there’s a corner store that you can use as a pit stop to pick up your water and maybe use the bathroom.
33. Avoid eating spicy foods before running and the night before your long runs.
34. To aid recovery the most crucial time to eat and drink is in the hour immediately after you run.

Prevention Tips

35. Use Vaseline or BodyGlide wherever things rub. They will help prevent blisters and chafing (guys don’t forget the nipples).
36. Do not increase your mileage more than 10 percent per week.
37. Guys: Band-Aids before the long runs. Your nipples will thank you in the shower afterwards.
38. Log your mileage for your legs and your Shoes. Too much on either will cause you injury.
39. If you are prone to shin splints and lower leg pain try running soft trails for your Training runs and save the asphalt for race day.
40. Do not run two hard days back-to-back.
41. Ice aches and pains immediately.
42. Pay attention to your form. Try to run lightly to minimize impact that could lead to injury.
43. Cut your Training by at least 30 percent to 50 percent every 4th or 5th week for recovery.
44. When trail running don’t forget the bug spray.
45. Neosporin (or another antibiotic cream) is good for chafed areas (if you didn’t use your BodyGlide!).
46. Make sure you cut your toenails short enough so they don’t jam into your Shoes!
47. Put some BodyGlide between your toes on long runs.
48. Be careful about running on paths that force you to run consistently on a slant. It’s hard on the hips knees and IT bands.
49. Don’t stretch before a run. Warm up by walking briskly or jogging slowly for several minutes.
50. Do not ice for more than 20 minutes at a time.
51. Do not use the hot tub after a race. It will increase inflammation and hinder healing.
52. Frozen peas make a great ice pack for aches and pains. A thin t-towel wrapped around them makes the cold more comfortable.

Racing Tips

53. Race day is not the day to try new shoes, eat new foods, or wear brand new clothing.
54. Do not try a marathon as your first race.
55. For races longer than 5k start out slower than you think you should.
56. If you conserve your energy during the first half of a race, you can finish strong.
57. When you pick up drinking cups at aid stations, squeeze gently so it folds slightly and is easier to drink from it while you are moving.
58. A plastic garbage on race day is a very fashionable cheap disposable raincoat.

Safety Tips

59. Be aware of cyclists approaching you from behind and try to keep to the right. Try to pay special attention when running with music.
60. Run facing traffic.
61. Never assume a car sees you.
62. Give horses wide berths on trails and walk as you pass them unless you enjoy a hoof to the melon.
63. Always carry I.D. because you just never know.

Shoe Tips

64. Try shoes on in the afternoon when your feet are bigger.
65. Doubleknot your shoe laces so they will not come undone when you run.
66. Buy yourself some actual running shoes from an actual running store because running in junk “sneakers” will destroy your feet and your legs.
67. Get assessed for the right kind of running shoes.

Training Tips

68. In the immortal words of Walt Stack famed senior-citizen distance runner “Start slow … and taper.”
69. At first keep your runs short and slow to avoid injury and soreness so you do not quit.
70. If you are breathing too hard slow down or walk a bit until you feel comfortable again.
71. Pick your route close to home (out your front door)—the more convenient it is the better chance you will have sticking with it.
72. Find a beginner training plan for your first race.
73. Set realistic short term and long term goals.
74. Keep a training diary.
75. Soreness one to two days after a run is normal (delayed onset muscle soreness).
76. No amount of money spent on gadget training programs or funny food can substitute for minutes, hours, days and weeks on the road.
77. There’s no shame in walking.
78. Subscribe to a running magazine or pick up a book or two on running.
79. Four laps around the local the high school track equals one mile.
80. Lift weights.
81. It’s okay to take walk breaks (run 1 minute walk 1 minute then progress to run 10 minutes walk 1 minute etc.).
82. Vary your training routes. This will prevent boredom and prevent your body from getting acclimated.
83. Speed work doesn’t have to be scientific. Try racing to one light post and then jogging to the next.
84. Push through rough spots by focusing on the sounds of your breath and feet touching the ground.
85. Do speedwork after you develop an endurance base.
86. Practice running harder in the last half of your runs.
87. Do abdominal breathing to get rid of side cramps or “stitches.”
88. If you can’t find the time to run, take your running gear to work.
89. Run on trails if at all possible. It will be easier on your body and you’ll love it.
90. Build rest into your schedule. Rest is just as important of an element as exercise in your fitness plan.
91. Forgive yourself. Over-ambitious goals usually lead to frustration and giving up on your fitness plan. If you miss a goal or milestone let it go and focus on the next opportunity to get it.
92. Mix-up your training plan. Make sure your training plan is not too heavily focused on one thing. No matter what level of runner you are your training plan should include four essential elements: endurance speed rest cross-training.

Weather Tips

93. Dress as if it is 10 degrees warmer than the temperature on the thermometer.
94. Wear sunscreen and a hat when the sun is beating down—even in winter.
95. Run early in the morning or later in evening to avoid mid-day heat.
96. Pick up a pair of Yaktrax  when running in icey conditions.
97. In the winter dress in layers (coolmax or other technical clothing) and wear a headband over your running hat to cover your ears.
98. For colder climates invest in socks rated to 40 below (usually found in sport/ski shops).
99. To keep cool in hot weather soak a bandana in cold water wring it out a bit and tie it loosely around your neck.
100. For hot weather fill your water bottle about half way lay it at an angle in the freezer and just before you head out for your run top it off with more water.

the contentment of the night

i'm supposed to be reading. i'm supposed to be sleeping. i'm supposed to be resting. but at the moment i want to relish in the few uninterrupted moments i have for myself. M. keeps telling me, actually chastising me, about how i dont take enough time to rest-- to take a breather. sometimes i forget that in the multitude of thing that need my attention my body too warrants care from me. 

it's cold outside. the winds are howling and i feel the leaves crash against one another. the turbulence is, oddly, comforting. i've gotten used to being alone lately. to being comfortable with only myself. and the tress rustling remind me of this solidarity. to be immersed with people, all the time, is what i have always been. gregarious most of the day, to be in front of an audience is a heady drug i've been addicted to. so much so i cant do without company. but detaching myself from this, is a learning process. to spend time to my writing, my thoughts, my work-- individualistic as it is-- is a very realization filled time. 

i don't know how it is but i notice touch more. the way a hand holds mine, or the way someone's shoulder accidentally grazes me. perhaps i'm so hungry for a physical connection that anything would do. whenever i see my close friends there is a sudden desire to just be held. the comfort of touch is a steady need. despite what i said earlier, about being comfortably alone, i just realized a while ago while manning the booth of how deprived i am of touch. my parents aren't really affectionate people. so i grew up not being immensely able to display naturally my affections. but in the course of age i needed an outlet for my desire to feel. i guess it was a blessing to be sent to an all girl's school and to be among people who were similar to me, hugs and besos were a common occurrence. but to be transported in a college, a co educational one at that, is a culture shock. i could say that there are only a few people in my life i am truly an open book despite being very transparent by nature. but these numbers are dwindling..because of circumstance.

my thoughts are rambling. as they have the entire day.

i am at the moment preparing something. this giving yourself is a risk. i'm browsing through the things that are descriptions of myself and i find it hard to pick just a select few to part with. as i look at the remnants of memories and the emotions they evoke i am reminded of how simple i am. sometimes self-doubt creeps in and i wonder once more if it is enough. someone close to me doesnt understand the importance i place in reflection. he thinks of it as a nuisance, something that is overly exaggerated and lacking proper action. writing has always been a means of escape. it is unadulterated. unfiltered. i don't rehearse inside me what i must say, but instead say what just is. my thoughts are what is written and ultimately read. and what is read doesn't necessarily need a conclusion. i am quite content to leave them hanging in the air as they are. to be shoved out of the recesses of my brain. they all aren't for further synthesis. just thoughts, jumbled and raw. 

i find it hard to talk to you sometimes. this breech that seems conquerable most of the time elongates to the impassable. there are occasions when we are unyielding, unbending, and it makes me wonder how far can we be formidable before we break. step by step. i dont know if you've noticed but i am a proud person. i dont normally like being told what to do. i dont like being pushed into a predestined plan. i dont like being chastised. but i recognize this fault that is why i allow you to do these things no one would get away with. be careful though. pushing too much is a concern.

a lesson on love

quoted from Paolo Coelho's blog..

What’s love for you ?

There’s a motto in Alchemy: “Concentrate and dissolve”. As you may know alchemists would, through laboratory studies, try to distill the mercury from the sulfur and then refine the mercury until it converted into gold. This quest would lead them to the Philosopher Stone (which was the solid component) and the Long Life Elixir. All the process of distilling is based on this very simple motto: concentrate – meaning extracting the essence – and dissolve – meaning mixing the essence with something else.
Many disregard that through this routine, alchemists were also training their patience and thus transforming their perception of the world.

I think you can apply this same motto to love: in order to preserve love’s freedom, one has to be able at the same time to dive into its essence and to share it others.

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i often find it challenging this love game. even my mom worded it aptly...i find it hard to let people truly in but when i do i pour out all affection. she described me this way perhaps growing up i was the kind of kid who didn't readily join the other kids but when i did there was no stopping me. i am that way still. the act of restraint only happens in the beginning, setting certain limitations for the way i display affection but when i begin to do so there is no stopping me. most of the time it is an innocent overflow of the care and comfort i feel for a person. misinterpreted too, to be more than what is meant. i've often been labeled "malandi" by many, an adjective that cuts to the bone. i guess in this world where stoicism and apathy have gained the upper hand it is a breath of fresh air for people to feel a hug or a pat on the back. often times, people have been so desensitized to an open and public display for internal emotions that they dont know how to react.

plunging inside the unknown and often turbulent waters of love is a leap of faith...an act of courage. and the ability to share this kind of courage with others is an extension of this bravery. i think the quest of this human race is to search for the river of love. some have been able to find it, true love that is, and have been able to channel it into a productive and relational phenomena. Mother Theresa. Pope John Paul II. Princess Diana. but most of us humans can't. the true purpose of being human is to be able to relate with the other, to be relational creatures, but our contemporary daily lives have constituted an individualistic way of living. the him, her, it has been translated to I, me, myself. this 180 degree turn has contributed, in my opinion, to the increase of violence. i thank Paolo Coelho for reminding me, today, of the power of love and its ability to transform.

Fall For You

speaking through someone else's words...

The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting

Could it be that we have been this way before?

I know you don't think that I am trying

I know you're wearing thin down to the core

But hold your breath

Because tonight will be the night

That I will fall for you over again

Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day

I swear it's true

Because a girl like you is impossible to find

You're impossible to find

This is not what I intended

I always swore to you I'd never fall apart

You always thought that I was stronger

I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start

Ohh, but hold your breath

Because tonight will be the night

That I will fall for you over again

Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day

I swear it's true

Because a girl like you is impossible to find

It's impossible

So breathe in so deep

Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep

And hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap

And remember me tonight when you're asleep

Because tonight will be the night

That I will fall for you over again

Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day

I swear it's true

Because a girl like you is impossible to find

Tonight will be the night

That I will fall for you over again

Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day

I swear it's true

Because a girl like you is impossible to find

You're impossible to find

by Secondhand Serenade