Shooting Star

This song is written by an old friend ...
He was the one who introduced me to Michael Franks , John Mayer
and Sting ...
well then wherever you are in this part of the planet may you live happily and in the peak of good health !
I miss you !!!



SHOOTING STAR
Music & Lyrics: Richard Lim

I gazed at the sky tonight
I'm waiting for a star in flight
I know there'll be another
Shooting star

City lights seem to cover you
But I know you'll shine in my view
Even though you'll be that far
Shooting star

I know tonight you'll make my dreams come true
And all the other hearts that's torn in two
We'll wish on wherever you are
Shooting Star

It's past midnight, I'm still waiting for you
I don't know, I Don't have a clue
I'd still wish on wherever you are
Shooting star

I gazed at the sky tonight
Hoping tomorrow there'll be a star in flight...

oUr SoNg ...

Our Song - Taylor Swift

The song goes out to my dear friend " Fher " , my officemate ... my chicka mate ...
a friend whom I trust very deeply ...

To Fher and Elson ...


Our Song
By : Swift Taylor

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...

[Chorus:]

Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said...

[Repeat Chorus]

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...

Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I... wrote down our song