Vous avez cherché: sharing what my perspective is (Tagalog - Anglais)

no one knows what my pain is
you never understand my pain

whose perspective is the story told
from whose point of view is the story being told?

from whose perspective is the story told
from whose perspective is the story told

but what my mastek
but what my mastek

its what my dad would done
its what my dad would done

only god know what my heart desires
only god knows what my heart desires

this is what my sister just scared me
you're the sister i never had

you know what my talent is. the one who smiles even when it hurts.
you know what my talent is. the one who smiles even when it hurts.

choosing what my friends wishes to enroll
someone you need to let things go

it 's what my dad would' ve done
it's what my dad would've done

do you promise that you won't do what my ex did before?
promise me you won't tell

huyyy don 't judge me ☹️you don' t know what my story i 'm not her wahahaha😂
huyyy don't judge me ☹️you don't know what my story i'm not her wahahaha😂

back when i was a child before life removed all the innocence my father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then spin me around till i fell asleep then up the stairs he would carry me and i knew for sure i was loved if i could get another chance another walk, another dance with him i'd play a song that would never ever end how i'd love, love, love to dance with my father again, ooh when i and my mother would disagree to get my way i would run from her to him he'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah then finally make me do just what my momma said later that night when i was asleep he left a dollar under my sheet never dreamed that he would be gone from me if i could steal one final glance, one final step one final dance with him i'd play a song that would never ever end 'cause i'd love, love, love to dance with my father again sometimes i'd listen outside her door and i'd hear how my mother cried for him i pray for her even more than me i pray for her even more than me i know i'm praying for much too much but could you send back the only man she loved? i know you don't do it usually but dear lord she's dying to dance with my father again every night i fall asleep and this is all i ever dream
bback when i was a child before life removed all the innocence my father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then spin me around till i fell asleep then up the stairs he would carry me and i knew for sure i was loved if i could get another chance another walk, another dance with him i'd play a song that would never ever end how i'd love, love, love to dance with my father again, ooh when i and my mother would disagree to get my way i would run from her to him he'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah then finally make me do just what my momma said later that night when i was asleep he left a dollar under my sheet never dreamed that he would be gone from me if i could steal one final glance, one final step one final dance with him i'd play a song that would never ever end 'cause i'd love, love, love to dance with my father again sometimes i'd listen outside her door and i'd hear how my mother cried for him i pray for her even more than me i pray for her even more than me i know i'm praying for much too much but could you send back the only man she loved? i know you don't do it usually but dear lord she's ack when i was a child before life removed all the innocence my father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then spin me around till i fell asleep then up the stairs he would carry me and i knew for sure i was loved if i could get another chance another walk, another dance with him i'd play a song that would never ever end how i'd love, love, love to dance with my father again, ooh when i and my mother would disagree to get my way i would run from her to him he'd make me laugh