静话论

一杯咖啡。一段故事。一人的绝症。

6/24/2007

Carpenters Night

不是特别想怀旧

今夜却听了好多遍的Carpenters

在那十字路口看见斜对角的你
那道看似不起眼的小马路
被穿梭不停的车辆
划得更开

I Need to be in Love


The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing
There's someone in this crazy world for me
The way that people come and go through temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know

I used to say "No promises, let's keep it simple"
But freedom only helps you say goodbye
It took a while for me to learn that nothing comes for free
The price I paid is high enough for me

I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find

So here I am with pockets full of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me tonight
I'm wide awake at 4 a.m. without a friend in sight
I'm hanging on a hope but I'm all right


那放荡不羁的日子如今已经不堪回首
早已淹没在人生鼎沸的城市喧嚣中
年华会老去,回忆也会被压碎

今夜
也就只有Carpenters了

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