Sunday, April 24, 2011

Charice - Before It Explodes



It’s not a question of love

‘Cause our love has never changed

But all the little things keep piling up

And life keeps getting in the way



Don’t make this harder than it is

We both knew it’d come to this

Better now than in a year

More nights of tears

And we both hate each other

The fuse is already lit

So how about a final kiss

And just let it go



And stop the madness before it explodes

Before it’s out of our control

Let’s stop the madness before it explodes

We gotta let it go

Before it all explodes



Somethings we won’t understand

And we’re both so tired of being misunderstood

So let’s just turn and walk away

And hold on to what was good



Don’t make this harder than it is

We both knew it’d come to this

Better now than in a year

More nights of tears

And we both hate each other

The fuse is already lit

So how about a final kiss

And just let it go



Before it explodes

Before it’s out of our control

Let’s stop the madness before it explodes

We gotta let it go

Before it all explodes



There ain’t nothing that can save us

But you’re close to the edge

And what0s the use of going on

If we’re lying to each other

And what’s the us of going on

If we’re lying to each other



Every word that is said

It’s too late for us now

Cause we can never count down

It’s getting close

It’s gonna blow



Stop the madness

Before it explodes

Before it’s out of our control

Let’s stop the madness before it explodes

We gotta let it go

Before it all explodes



Gotta stop the madness ohhh

nothing but juz wanna say something

please allow me...

a little bit selfish...

yes, just a little bit...

coz i know that...

something will always be in mind...

in this full with temptation city...

i just don't want to care about it...

until it will be forgoten...

time will pass...

and the wind will chase off the leaves fly onto the sky...

no one will knows that...

what will be the next...

juz wanna see the sunrise...

maybe sometime...

juz wanna feel the wind through my face...

at the seaside...

maybe sometime...

or juz go elsewhere...

anywhere...

did you know?

the story of life...

deepest in my mind...

maybe is not suitable...

for you to know more about it...

or maybe you will understand it...

somedays then...

when the wound recover...

coz i care...


 

just love the way it is..