We've only just begun to live
White lace and promises
A kiss for luck and we're on our way
We've only just begun
Before the rising sun we fly
So many roads to choose
We start our walking
And learn to run
And yes!
We've only just begun
(*) Sharin' horizons that are new to us
Watchin' the signs along the way
Talkin' it over just the two of us
Workin' together day to day, together
(**) And when the evening comes we smile
So much of life ahead
We'll find a place where there's room to grow
And yes!
We've only just begun
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
I think I've missed a trick with Malaysia. I find it dirty and smelly and all together rather unpleasant. The food, for the most part, I wouldn't even feed to a dog I hated, mainly because he'd be eating himself. The food that appears edible, on closer inspection is gammy cuts of meat, origin unknown. No wonder they are all skinny as rakes. I guess we're spoilt in the western world.
I don't find it any cheaper than anywhere else, unless, of course, malay labour has been used.
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