Heart
Published by Shane under on 9:09 AM
你的手总让人想到孩子的天真，不幸一群的欢呼，还有老人院里皱纹和幸慰交织的脸孔。每次的出勤，你总是用自己的真诚和汗水换来编织其他人的梦想和幸福。你说幸福不是必然，但若没有真切的行动和关心，幸福根本没有机会和你擦肩而过。我第一次在大门外看着你弹着木吉他，你我的乐谱就已经编成，等待一起坐在摇椅上看日落的那一刻降临。
我现在握在手心的，却是你走后遗留下来，你心的温度。
What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do
I know it hurts, Danny.
我现在握在手心的，却是你走后遗留下来，你心的温度。
What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do
I know it hurts, Danny.
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