星期六, 9月 17, 2005

 

無間道

突然被一張相所感染。
對與錯,成與敗,應該與不該,千秋功過誰能說準,只有快樂與悲傷騙不了人。
偏偏,世界上快樂少於悲傷。別說子非魚,那不是人說的話,是沒有安穩生活焉能說得上快樂。





Miss You Most

It's almost time
For me to do my show
You're always there
There on the very first row
But things have changed
And so the story goes
And I don't know where you are
And my spirits are so low

But I'm a pro
I know that I must perform
I'll do my best
To make sure that show goes on
So I'll get by
So pass the microphone
But deep inside I know
That there'll be no applause at home

*And I'll miss you most
When I'm singing
When I hit the last note
I'll be calling out your name
I'll miss you most
When I'm singing
And the final curtain call I'll feel the pain

Here I am
Alone in my dressing room
Wondering how I'll get the strength to croon
And everywhere are pictures of me for you
But these melodies of love has turned into songs of blue
Repeat **

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