Words and Music by Rodger Tolentino
Concept by Anderson Hung
Copyright © 2011 All rights reserved.
I can't control myself.
I've broken my vows.
My soul is sold. I'm feelin' cold.
My heart was shattered, shattered to pieces
By my previous girl friend.
I vowed not to marry
'Cause I'm a priest, a priest with conviction.
She's a worshipper, young and pretty.
She comes to church every Sunday
To talk about her burden.
Every time I look into her eyes,
My pupils are dilatin'.
Every time she touches my hand,
There's no way my heart will ever mend.