I wrote a song. A song that speaks,
Saying the words that the heart wont leak.
The song is a gift. A gift I'll keep
For I was afraid you will not believe.

I sang the song I made. It was for you.
But you will never know
because I wont tell you so.

My eyes are wet from the tears I weep.
Careful not to mess while I write the words too deep.
I ask myself if  I deserve to cry over someone who dont even try.
Yes, you dont even try. Try to see the love I give will never die. But now I'm empty jut like a song without a melody.

When I close my eyes I can see the stars shine bright. I  ask myself, how can someone so heartbreakingly beautiful come my way.
You whisper in my ear the words I long to hear and they linger,  Chilling every inch of me.

My voice cracks everytime I speak as I say "I love you",  it makes me weak. You kiss my lips and bring me near so then I touch you and we both know what to do.  Thrilled and satisfied with the love you give.

There is a place called Pampanga
Home of the world's famous sisig
Where people are called kapampangan
And lanterns called "Parol" are big.

Pampanga is where I live
Just outside Manila, capital of the philippines.
Joy and happiness I recieve
When I'm with my family and kin.

I wrote this one to let the world know
A place called Pampanga I call home.

I love the gap between your teeth
And the dimple on your cheek.

I love the way you touch my hair
And the way you kiss is fair.

I love it when you say my name
You say it with passion then , I'm tamed.

I love the way you hold my hand
It makes me feel I'm the only one.

Your caress makes me shiver,
Your smile makes me weak.

The list may be short so far
But I have a lifetime to discover coz' we'll never be apart.

I knew her even before the day I was born,
in my heart I know she's there.
But when I finally met her,
I cried and shout for joy
for she was the most beautiful and strong woman I ever met,
It was love at first sight.

Holding your hands for the first time feels like heaven.
I love the touch of your hair whenever I rest my head upon your shoulder.
And when it's time for me to rest,
your hands are my cradle and your scent is my lullaby.

I know at times I made you cry
for I was adamant and senseless but you never cared.
Instead,  you kept on loving me and that made me change.
Right then I loved you even more until my last breath.

There are times I want to let go,
then you set me free knowing I would go back to you and never will I ever go.
Your embrace is my comfort
and your sweet kiss is my surprise.

Grace, that is what you are to me.
Love, that is what you gave to me.
I may have love many but MAMA you are the first woman I ever loved.