The roaring thunder
caused ringing in my ears,
this room has been silent
since you weren't here.
But sometimes
I hear your voice
it's a proof of my delusion
‘cause I have no choice.
Oh, I do believe
that you are still here.
The crashing thunder
made me terrified,
yet I heard you whisper to my ear,
Everything is just fine.
So I turned around,
you're not on my side,
you are lost gone forever
just like Clementine.
Oh, I do believe
that you will always be here.
I'm waiting, hoping and praying for you.
I hear your Bangkok earrings dangle
and your Blahnik high-heeled taps.
I hear your Lake Sebu wristlet tinkle
even the snort when you laugh.
Oh, I do believe
that you are still here.