Saw you from the distance, saw you from the stage, something bout' the look in your eyes, something about the look in your face. In the sea of people, there was only you.
Try to reach out to you touch my hand, reach out as far as I can, only me, only you, and the band.
A notion implausible in the modern era, being on a performing arena while the destined one is in a distance, so near yet far. Its possible nevertheless, through the wildest imagination that one could conjure, an ongoing sequel that would be romantic yet enigmatic. The only possible way described, the lead tries to make physical contact with the seemingly clueless, yet with the willingness to oblige.
Listen to the song "Touch my hand", by David, the idol which I knew only one song of his
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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