1998年9月4日 星期五

妳說離開台北這個無趣的都市

於是我勉強編一個我們知道妳一定會說,不,的理由。愚蠢的。當然我可沒有什麼貧瘠的靈魂之類的句子,只是很糟糕的是,說話會造成不改變,不說話則是讓船漂走。

只是暫時不想聽見事實,不想想起痛手。不代表不知道。不過你也知道,我只是笨。年輕。這時候才會埋怨自己頭腦不好。但沒用。簡直像是beg for your mercy一樣。我太累太年輕太老太固執太沒創意太小太不珍惜。別這樣。

My One and Only Love by sting



The very thought of you makes
My heart sing,
Like an April breeze
On the wings of spring.
And you appear in all your splendor,
My one and only love.
The shadow's fall ans spread their
Mystique charms in the hush of night,
While you're in my arms.
I feel your lips, so warm and tender,
My one and only love.
The touch of your hand is like heaven.
A heaven that I've never known.
The blush on your cheek,
Whenever I speak,
Tells me that you are my own.
You fill my eager heart with
Such desire,
Every kiss you give
Sets my soul on fire.
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.
The blush on your cheek,
Whenever I speak,
Tells me that you are my own.
You fill my eager heart with
Such desire.
Every kiss you give
Sets my soul on fire.
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.
My one and only love.

阿徹最愛之一。妳聽見了嗎?

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