i remember sun isn't up yet i'm at your door
honestly, to see you that's all it matter at all
jeepney was good rubbing knees on a ride
i feel your warm hand sliding on my side
so many people around they say, i'm blind
i can't even hear, i'm deaf, you're i mind
darkness comes easy walking roxas boulevard
there are coconuts, few groups of pretty shrubs
bay is walk away, not so clean, it's dark anyway
we were like bees attracted by lights; oh! clubs
we go in drink, disco all night, i spend all i have
i still remember i can still taste you in my mouth
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