When You Believe

Having had an offhanded palaver with my best friend over the happenings in respective life last night, she asked me whether or not I am itched by the couple of our best friends, who have just get along together and never fail to demonstrate what it means to be in a relationship, of getting a partner and into a personal relationship of my own.

This took a bit of thinking and hind-sighting. Smiled, I gave my usual answer, "no." 

Today, saturated with the knowledge of all the happenings in the medical fields, I took a ditch off the website and hit onto a video clip which I had stored with guilt - due to the lack of legitimate right granted for me to do so.

Then, with the song blasting in its perfection through my headphone, I reflected that question upon myself, again. 

"Am I really don't need a partner in my life?"    

Upon that questioning, instead of all the lovey-dovey spooning scene of the duos coming along, rather a more platonic picture came into appearance.  

Before I realize, the question was skewed, with the object of the question essentially altered with the addition of an adjective.

"Singing"

Yes. This is what I want. A singing partner. 

Eyeing with admiration of how the two spectacular singers can contribute their voices to the presentation of a song of course in their own particular, respectful, non-overlapping way, 

I realize, that is all I wish.

I don't think I need any of the flirting scenes in my life, - in fact I hate them, of course, only when I happen to be one of the active players - or any "so-called" girlfriend barging into my life alongside the dramas that barely part with it as a whole. Spare me the brunt, please. 

But not this one, a singing partner who can belt this particular song with me.

This is a song which teaches me not to give up when things get tough, with me getting tough(er) to get going; it means rather a lot to me. An typical inspirational song to others, but a little more than that to me. 


As yet, none of my best friends can fill that position. 
Still keep in finger-crossed. 
Who knows, when someone does, she may be more than just best friend to me. =)

When You Believe 

by Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston

Many nights we've prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood

Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains long
Before we knew we could


There can be miracles, when you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe


In this time of fear
When prayers so often prove(s) in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away

Yet now I'm standing here
My heart's so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'd say

There can be miracles, when you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe


They don't (always happen) when you ask
(Oh)
And it's easy to give in to your fears
(Oh...Ohhhh)
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way straight throught the rain
(A small but )still resilient voice
Says (hope is very near)
(Ohhh)

There can be miracles
(Miracles)
When you believe
(Lord, when you believe)
Though hope is frail
(Though hope is frail)
It's hard to kill
(Hard to kill, Ohhh)
Who knows what miracles,you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will(somehow,somehow, somehow)
somehow you will
You will when you believe

You will when you
You will when you believe
Just believe...in your heart
Just believe
You will when you believe~