Thursday, February 16, 2006

Everytime we say goodbye

Everytime we say goodbye
I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me who must be in the know
Think so little of me
Everytime we say goodbye

Monday, February 06, 2006

None (the wiser)

回忆时,他想着她想着他一个夜晚,
明月映水成辉黎明
决定了夜色的短暂
他想着她想着他
心头不住地一阵一阵颤动