Mark Anthony Mendoza (01/23/79 / Pasay City)
You may be surprise how I know most of the things you do
How could I read your mind, how could I see beyond you.
It's not magic or tricks my girl.. maybe if we look beyond
Maybe it's the what they call 'soulmate'
Too early to notice, too early to conclude
But all the signs are pointing in that direction
How could you explain why we both like same things
Why we do things alike, why we think the same...
If it's coincidence then why too much...
What if we believe it is really the so called 'soulmate'
Could you see what my vision is telling me
Then just close your eyes and look inside your heart
Maybe then you'll see the vision i'm telling you
And once again the color of love will shine
But all of this maybe are too soon.. the road is just starting to be one
The light has just turn into green, the lap still count as one..
But no matter how far the race is, how many laps there is..
Still i'll take the race and believe it is what they call 'Soulmate'
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