"♧"OOoo... 小嘿的速写本 ooOO""ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ ♪ ﾟﾟ¨☆ﾟ*

  

 

 

不知道错误的开始是否导致错误的结果  错误的方式 错误的感觉 错误的我
做了叶子历史上从未做过的事----是为了道歉 为了内疚 还是为了... 
想了很多 做了很多  我还是我 停不下来 放在了心上  却感觉不到它的分量

 

The Feeling - Love It When You Call

I found a switch
I turn it on
I hit the ditch
You carried on
I was so near
Now you're so far
Are you quite sure
Just who you are?

Oh I thought you could use a friend but you don't seem to have the time
I, I wonder if you'll ever get to say what's on your mind
Take a little time
Take a little time

I love it when you call
I love it when you call
I love it when you call
But you never call at all
So what's the complication?
It's only conversation
I love it when you call
she never call at all, oh....
He loves it when you call
He loves it when you call
He loves it when you call
He loves it when you call

Remember me?
I used to be
Your best-time buddy
That you couldn't wait to see
We're getting old
It takes it's toll
And hearts getting broken leads to people growing cold

Oh I, I'm flipping with a coin that's got a tail on either side
I, I'm gonna be the one who makes you stop and realise
You can have it all, yeah
We should have it all

I love it when you call
I love it when you call
I love it when you call
But you never call at all
So what's the complication?
It's only conversation
I love it when you call
she never call at all, oh....
He loves it when you call
He loves it when you call

Yeah baby, yeah I want to be your saint,
Yeah, and I wonder who you've seen
And I hope you've found your dream
When you do I really hope it's what it seems

I love it when you call
I love it when you call
I love it when you call
But you never call at all
So what's the complication?
It's only conversation
I love it when you call
But you never call at all, oh....

 

 

 

一片森林 那里的春夏秋冬在轮回
每一片落叶都挤满了心情 一叠又一叠
不要被那片落叶所牵绊 因为它已尘埃落定 结束了一切
脚下的过去一片的荒凉 只有头顶上的天空才是向往 
 
一棵树的荒凉
 

总是羡慕  可眼前是一片虚无

不知什么时候才能了解

那只是让你感到神秘变的虚伪的罂粟

美丽而又恶毒

累了 倦了  就不要盲目前行

这时 你要转身 看看

看看你曾为了那些无关紧要而伤神所错过的

世界

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   自己的相机里总是少个我
          无法纪录真实的自己
    因为当镜头对准自己时很难从容的面对
    最真实的自己是那个在镜头后的我
   那个透过镜头看着外面世界  去纪录的我

         总是无法了解真实的自己
             所以在寻找 
         总是无法相信自己
             所以在逃避
         总是太自我
             因为我只看到我   总想在别人的眼中寻找自己的影子
    我需要另一个自己  一个不是我的我   让她去解读真实的我