*que slow orchestra music*
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother, what could I be?
Will I be pretty? Will I be sweet?
Here's what she said to me.........
*drumroll... everybody who can sing it, sing with me!*
QUE SARAH! SARAH!
WHAT EVER WILL BE, WILL BE
IF YOU WANT TO BE YUNA, YOU SHALL BE!
QUE SARAH, SARAH...
WHAT WILL BE, WILL BE.
Yours sincerely,
your good friend, Chunhowe.
P.S. I must say, I did a pretty good job. Although I do admit that I accidentally shaved off her eyebrows in the process (not that she had much anyway). Can la, right?
