People do have their own dreams

Wonderful, beautiful dreams

For some, dreams are possible

But at times, unreachable

I dreamed of meeting someone

Somewhere, where we can be one

Who will love me all the way

Whom I will love, come what may

Then I met you in 23

Hoping that you are someone free

Mysterious yet snobbish

Mature but sometimes childish

“Tall, dark and handsome”, you are

Just like a prince from a far

With a smile I won’t forget

And a face I won’t regret

A gentleman which freely shows

“Maginoo pero medyo bastos”

Who will fight for what is right

Amazingly makes my night bright

Sexy in your simple ways

Completing all of my days

I love you wholeheartedly

Be my final destiny

Unexpectedly you asked me

To meet somewhere for an EB

Maybe for you it’s nothing

But for me it’s everything

Sunday we agreed to meet

Makes a leap in my heartbeat

That falls on September 13

It’s a date I can’t imagine

The day has come to meet you

And by the phone I found you

With a shirt colored sky blue

Will this be a dream coming true?

Here I stand looking at you

As you come near, love the view

Can’t take my eyes off of you

Definitely, dreams do come true

Your sweetness is unexpected

Truly you are someone needed

I hope this moment won’t end

You’re now my world ‘til the end

Your sweet voice keeps me strong

Your laughter is like a song

Your stories are inspiring

Makes you more real and loving

Then we watch a movie

Is this a date or EB?

The movie’s so romantic

I think there is a magic

Dreaming our hands together

Playing with one another

I wish that I could do more

Kiss your lips and even more

Dreaming that you embraced me

I love your being touchy

I hope I’m responding well

Don’t want to lose you and the spell

Having your face close to mine

Hoping I could call you mine

But I know this will not last

A memory worth to last

Your “yosi break” makes me think

If it’s possible to wink

Cause I can’t stop looking

While my heart keeps beating

We walk towards the arcade

It’s like winning a charade

And have our pictures taken

My love for you is awaken

Then we ate at Chowking

I want you to be my King

Never-ending stories

Revealing our histories

The time has come for you to go

Though I don’t want to let you go

Want to bid farewell and kiss you