[00:00.000] 作词 : rozowi[00:00.254] 作曲 : rozowi/lumos[00:00.508] 编曲 : lumos[00:00.762]Producer: lumos[00:31.494]Do you think about me lately.[00:35.697]Or maybe you still hate me.[00:39.091]Cause I acted too crazy.[00:45.489]Bet he also calls you baby.[00:49.366]When you are not with me.[00:52.803]Pathetic nights and daydreams.[00:59.317]We promised to jump into sea together.[01:03.341]But now there's only me.[01:05.916]He must know what he has when he has you.[01:09.782]But I am too blind to see.[01:12.745]How I wish I could meet you later.[01:16.266]But end up saying "see you later".[01:19.613]Right for you but met at the wrong time.[01:23.079]I can not get you out of my mind.[01:27.210]Please leave a room for me.[01:30.374]Trap myself in the memories.[01:33.928]I will not see you in my story.[01:41.415]I left my heart in that winter.[01:51.467]I was not mature.[01:56.238]Insecurity haunted me.[01:59.953]My love was a burden.[02:03.530]You once wrote me a love letter.[02:06.617]Now I'm writing you this love song.[02:09.551]We promised to jump into sea together.[02:13.820]But now there's only me.[02:16.280]He must know what he has when he has you.[02:20.458]But I am too blind to see.[02:23.707]Please leave a room for me.[02:27.131]Trap myself in the memories.[02:30.530]I will not see you in my story.[02:37.335]Please leave a room for me.[02:40.729]Trap myself in the memories.[02:44.199]I will not see you in my story.[02:49.979]Sample: Sonnet 130—William Shakespeare(read by Alan Rickman )[02:50.756]My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;[02:54.887]Coral is far more red than her lips' red;[02:59.034]If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;[03:04.179]If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.[03:10.740]I have seen roses damasked, red and white,[03:15.191]But no such roses see I in her cheeks;[03:19.962]And in some perfumes is there more delight[03:23.433]Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.[03:29.988]I love to hear her speak, yet well I know[03:33.774]That music hath a far more pleasing sound;[03:38.148]I grant I never saw a goddess go;[03:42.157]My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.[03:49.923]And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare[03:55.541]As any she belied with false compare.