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侧身的....
(2007-04-21 13:55:54)
沙尘暴
所以惦记雨后树叶散发的味道
想起一些无端假设，一些猜想，如果怎样怎样，将会怎样怎样...
路过以后反而回忆好奇
我们都是这样么？
可惜成长不是拍科幻，想NG就NG,想快进就快进
再痛并快乐的日子，也不是文艺片，而是戏剧
所以结果没有过程值得留恋，遗漏的风景会别样惦记
好在即使侧身
天都在，云都在，光都在，树都在，水都在，心都在
那首歌也响起
Whenever sang my
songs
On the stage, on my own
Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar
....
On the stage, on my own
Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar
....
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