Love from the beginning of a smile, a kiss to grow, to end with a tear.
Between us are only separated by one step, and I can not move you.
I should not have to rely on sustenance to the touch than the future.
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
I’m working toward the slice of the unknown future step away, never stop
Looking back,standing on the already dim lights are not you.
Sometimes think, so-called best days, is probably cannot go back the time.
The year slowly, and memory that heavy, I often feel live very suffocate.
Life is like riding a bicycle.To keep your balance you must keep moving.
Miss dashed off into a fine record with the youth about love and hurt
想念细成一条虚线 断断续续 记录着跟青春有关的爱与伤
Recall many things, about the past, seem to only vague impression.