It just amazes me that no matter how many times I listen to the soundtrack of Miss Saigon, the music and words never fail to move me (makes me cry, damnit) or give me goosebumps.
It's not too good listening to this at the office, eh?
* sob *
PS : Anybody who manages to bag me tickets to a Miss Saigon play shall be duly rewarded.
PPS : No amateur school plays, thank you very much.
PPPS : I can't afford plays in London nor New York.