They said: if we kept thinking about someone, we would meet them.
And I believed it.
So I won’t let my head down, ‘cause I’m afraid we’ll miss.
Remembered that summer’s gone, where were you gone?
Then I’m living alone in a crazy city, I created myself.
And the air was cold, but it’s permeated with the perfume of ultimate temptation.
So baby come on come on, to the stair.
Even I know the end result is bad reputation.
Thinking about you all the time, thinking that we’ll meet at sunset, right?
It must be defined fate.
Just being in my arms.
And telling you we deserve it.

They said: if we kept thinking about someone, we would meet them.
And I believed it.
So I still have the same hairstyle when we met, ‘cause the next time, I dare that you won’t know me when we turn back.
The ginkgo trees are falling, for years and years.
I’m still searching you on December now.
And the train was crowded, but the one with black glasses really looks like you.
So baby come on come on, to the stair.
Even I know the end result is bad reputation.
Thinking about you all the time, thinking that we’ll meet at sunset, right?
It must be defined fate.
Just being in my arms.
And telling you we deserve it.

I’ve hoping for you,
whatever or wherever or whenever.
With my head down,
Maybe it’s missing.
Maybe it’s goodbye.
Maybe it’s forever.

Thinking about you all the time, thinking that we’ll meet at sunset, right?
It must be defined fate.
Just being in my arms.
And telling you we deserve it.

They said: if we kept thinking about someone, we would meet them.
And I believed it.

公众号：淘歌音乐
关注微信公众号, 有机会被推荐
复制公众号