Sorry
Stop talking about who's wrong.
Make everything gray
Unless you put your mind down
Irrecoverable
You always love to follow the past
Fear of past waste
You always think you need to understand your life
How many times will it take?
Instead of letting you wither in my arms
Would you rather regret your mistakes
Let you fly to the dream world
Leave me alone
Instead of making you look in my love
Would you hurt and cry
Do you want to suffer
Understanding the truth is valuable
Stop talking about who's wrong.
Make everything gray
Unless you put your mind down
Irrecoverable
You always love to follow the past
Fear of past waste
You always think you need to understand your life
How many times will it take?
Instead of letting you wither in my arms
Would you rather regret your mistakes
Let you fly to the dream world
Leave me alone
Instead of making you look in my love
Would you hurt and cry
Do you want to suffer
Understanding the truth is valuable
Instead of letting you wither in my arms
Would you rather regret your mistakes
Let you fly to the dream world
Leave me alone
Instead of making you look in my love
Would you hurt and cry
Do you want to suffer
Understanding the truth is valuable
Do you want to suffer
Understanding the truth is valuable
Understanding the truth is valuable
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I don't know who is right or wrong about many things? It's like the world is really true or false, right or wrong, and cannot be distinguished.
After thinking tired, I decided not to ask again, making everything gray.
We should try to put it down, because everything is hard to be recovered.
You always love to follow the past, saying you are afraid that everything will be in vain, but I think it is time to add the past to the Pearl and hide it.
Gradually we were unaware of it.
You once said you would love to love your life several times, so you can leave without worry and look for your future.
After listening to Rene's song, I understood how to be a broad love ,"
I love you very much, so I am willing to let you fly to more happy places. "I don't want to let you move forward.
I don't want flowers to wither in my arms, so I 'd rather you make mistakes and regret it.
You fly to the world in your dream, and I am still alone, sad, but still wish you better than me.
Finally, after several stops, I am still here to wait for you or be wandering.
In fact, I have already told myself that I am waiting for you for a two-year period, but the deadline has expired. Why can't I continue to hesitate?
After many years, I once again met you. Seeing you so awkwardly, I must have been hurt and weeping for many days. You said that you have tasted bitter sorrow and understood the true feelings.
But why did you choose to disappear into the ocean when I finally learned how to love?
I looked at the sky, and unconsciously shed a tear from my eyes for many years.
Zimmerman