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Chorus
Tell the Bidadari no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold anda
That's a chance I'll take
Baby I'll stay, Heaven can wait
No, if the Bidadari took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait
You're beautiful

Each moment spent with anda is simply wonderful
This Cinta I have for anda girl it's incredible
And I don't know what I'd do, if I can't be with anda
The world could not go on so every night I pray
If the Lord should come for me before I wake
I wouldn't wanna go if I can't see your face, can't...

Another hari has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me
You never berkata goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did anda have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did Cinta slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That anda are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

But anda are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But anda are not alone

'Lone, 'lone
Why, 'lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard anda cry
Asking me to come
And hold anda in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear...

I broke the Ciuman “Michael...I..I have to go. I'm sorry." I ran out, my eyes filled with tears. I was running like a little girl who just had her hati, tengah-tengah broken. My hati, tengah-tengah was broken and confused, I just couldn't stay in there with Michael. I finally realized that I loved Michael and know one else “Nesha! Wait!" Michael called as I jumped in the truck and drove off, leaving him standing in the middle of Isis' driveway and looked at me leave. I drove utama and got ready to meet Asad's parents “Where have anda been?" Asad asked as I berkata I was with Isis all day. I put on my black lace dress...

I wrote an artikel on the subject everyone in New York seemed to talk about....Michael turning himself in. My boss told me to write the artikel for 'punishment' of my late action. Creep. I took my pen and began Penulisan with my tajuk being 'It's about time!' and started telling the opinion filled story of my bad boy's story. I wrote about the way I felt and how it affected me , I had to lie. This what I wrote:
When I herd from a friend that this heinous criminal had turned himself in , I shouted hallelujah! Thank God he turned himself in. anda rarely hear criminals turning themselves in. He probably...

(I'm so sorry to continue my strory now, so late, I was really busy... I just hope anda like it =D)


The seterusnya morning, I woke up, I was alone on the bed. I wore just a baju of Michael, I smelled it thinking about all the last night, how we made sweet Cinta together. So I jump off the katil and I smelled the eggs. I went to bathroom, I blink my eyes just a seconde and Michael was just behind me and hugged me
"Good morning babe" he said
"Good morning, my angel!" I said
and we kissed
"the breakfast is ready" he added
We looked us with a big smile, we understand us. At the same time, we walked in the shower....