Markus Sebastian Jolo

Jakarta

I used to think that I could not go onAnd life was nothing but an awful songBut now I know the meaning of true loveI'm leaning on the everlasting arms

If I can see it, then I can do itIf I just believe it, there's nothing to it

I believe I can flyI believe I can touch the skyI think about it every night and daySpread my wings and fly awayI believe I can soarI see me running through that open doorI believe I can fly

  • Education
    • London School of Public Relations Jakarta