Sans Magandang
The clock its ticks so maddening landing
eyes stare at the screen demanding
trying to will, but absence shatters
the hope of that which alone matters
Was it real? to wake tomorrow
washed in dreams, then dried in sorrow
so out of tune so went the song
'tis umaga.......sans magandang
eyes stare at the screen demanding
trying to will, but absence shatters
the hope of that which alone matters
Was it real? to wake tomorrow
washed in dreams, then dried in sorrow
so out of tune so went the song
'tis umaga.......sans magandang