I Let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now. But the airwaves r clean, there’s nobody singing to me now…
其实又有谁真正会喜欢孤单,只是别人永远都缺乏对自己的了解而已。
在这里总是会无端的苦恼。On many days, the dampness of the air pervades all life, all living. Matches refuse to strike. The towel, hung to dry, grows wetter by the hour…