2009 go away, don't come again another day, little Faizal wants to stray.
Life seems to be full of promises now that this great year is going to end.
When a being is happy, his soul will definitely yearn for the flavors of challenges,
And I know that 2010 will be full of them.
As the shadow of the nightly past peters away.
And the endless nights of slaving myself to cast those negativities away seem to be a million light years away,
A new day beckons,
Turning hope into a magical star.
I have nothing but optimism.
Random rambling on a Sunday night. Everyday is weekend now that holidays are in charge. What Monday blues?
Enjoy this classic. Good night ;)