The city feels clean this time of night.
Just empty streets and me walking home.
To clear my head.
i know it came as no surprise.
I'm affected more than I had guessed.
By what was said-then.
If this loves not meant to be.
If a hearts not ready to open.
If the naked eye won't see.
It's broken.
it's a quiet time before the dawn.
And I'm half past making sense of it.
Was I wrong?
Should I think to give it all-should i claim to give it all?
In a world where not much ever seems.
To last long.
If this loves not meant to be-if this love is not meant to be,
If a hearts not ready to open-if the hearts not ready to open.
If the naked eye won't see-if we make it i won't see.
It's broken.
是悲是喜完全在于你怎样诠释它。
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