Ten years of my life i shared with you
ten long years i spent with you
summer, rain, cold days . . .
spending it all with you, isn't it boring?
i slept, opened my eyes and saw your face
i woke, i ate, i dine with who to share?
gosh, it's you . . .
i joke, i laugh, i smile for you.
but i wept and cry,
needed someone to lean on
who's there to understand?
you hold and comforted me.
ten years of my life . . .
with you is too short,
why i long for you still.
wishing the day would end
so you could come home to me;
for i would sit and wait for you.
life is boring . . . yes,
but enkindling it with your love,
topping it with your kindness
and understanding.
gosh, those ten long years isn't very bad
even though it isn't very good as well
but i rate it superb, because with you
every thing's so cool, so fine.
ten years passed by . . .
but, oh! i worry myself . . .
ten long years i fell for you,
but why at this very moment,
after all those years . . .
I'm falling for you still,
falling in-love with you!
