我们都知道感情是盲目
我们都知道永远是虚无
再一步就看见爱迷路
每一次拥抱就换来糊涂
我们都知道拥抱已麻木
我们都知道相爱不能继续宽恕
再服输就让爱情变成荒芜
才发现我们只缺了个地图
也许爱不该让步其实应该很清楚
我们的爱已经走到陌路
就让我们的爱情走到此结束
在一起没有幸福就很迷糊
来时不由自主
陌路 – 张栋梁
如果相信爱是感动的最远处
那时幸福就会满足让爱更清楚
我们都知道相爱不能继续算数
再服输就让爱情变成了荒芜
才发现我们只缺了个地图
就让我们的爱情走到了陌路
我知道你知道不会再不认输
就让我们完成这完美的演出
wu～oh～
那一刻当你说要离开的时候
其实我想要再给你拥抱
oh～
就让我们的过去走到此结束
再一次走到幸福不再迷糊
我会永远在乎
那时幸福就会满足不再让你哭
Dear friend, I am sorry I wasn’t paying you the right share of attention as you poured your heart’s worth of sorrow over dinner that evening. It was drizzling softly, I bet you did not notice as you were doused in the memory of betrayal. It was the those poetic sort of rain that seem to whisper as they fall. Through the choir of playful voices, I heard you said “sacrifice”, “worthwhile” and “lifetime of happiness”. No, but that wasn’t right, you weren’t making a statement, were you sly fellow, you were asking me a question. “Sure it’s worthy”, I heard myself say, but you were dissatisfied. I looked at the vinyl table “cloth” and the deaden sheen of plants behind you, you did not know this, but as you attacked with your beliefs, I saw you sitting in that same position surrounded by magnificent greenery, blue-checkered linen spread on a beautiful wood-ochre tabletop, holding a glass of vintage red, while the sultry puffs from your cigar make love to the light rain out there. After some time, you started to ask if I was alright because tears started to appear in my eyes. I reassured you that it wasn’t your sad plight that had me tearing, but my eyes were just strained from peeling them wide. I was so afraid to blink because then, I’d have to accept the reality that spread before me.
