Was it you who spoke the words that things will happen but not to me... Oh things are gonna happen naturally.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind... For me it happens all the time.
Lonely train rides have a way of disintegrating one's strength. When you're feeling like titanium, all you need is a long, quiet train ride, together with the trusty iPod, to wear it all off. The pain wasn't so much from not having my own set of wheels any more nor was it about getting stuck in a cabin full of stinky shirts, but how life has transformed for me.
When you trust so much and believe too much, you sink and before you know it, the quicksand consumes you in entirety.
For some reason, AppleBaby sent me this song the other day and I felt all emotional again for no apparent reason. Maybe I did have a reason... Not that I matter anymore.
hey 我真的好想你 现在窗外面又开始下着雨
眼睛干干的 有想哭的心情 不知道你现在到底在哪里
hey 我真的好想你 太多的情绪没适当的表情
最想说的话我该从何说起 你是否也像我一样在想你
如果没有你 没有过去 我不会有伤心
但是有如果还是要爱你
如果没有你 我在哪里 又有什么可惜
反正一切来不及 反正没有了自己
hey 我真的好想你
不知道你现在到底在哪里
hey 我真的好想你 现在窗外面又开始下着雨
眼睛干干的 有想哭的心情 不知道你现在到底在哪里
hey 我真的好想你 太多的情绪没适当的表情
最想说的话 我应该从何说起 你是否也像我一样在想你
你是否也像我一样在想你
Maybe it is just me... Words, especially lyrics in songs, have a way of getting to me.
Time stopped during that rainy day, standing in the queue for cabs...
Time stopped during that fine evening, the only dinner that mattered...
Time stopped during that summer night, the smell lingers...
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