A keresés eredménye

Letting Go

I closed myself up, leaving only a balcony
Each time the sky darkens, opening the windows, I stare blankly at the night
Looking back upon the past, one page after another, again showing our love
 
I turn on the television, hearing others' lines
Perhaps these stories can give me an answer
The love you wanted, I cannot learn, seeing the emotions becoming worse, one truly get used to seeing emotions
 
The future I cannot give you, I am still your present
The quiet end is another way, when tears flow
Sadness already became unbearable, breaking up is another realization
 
The last love I give you is (my) hands letting go
Don't want an ocean to come between the two-person bed
Emotions' defect can fade away with time
Keeping love in the left pocket on my chest
The last love is (my) hands letting go
Don't want to argue with words so chose not to blame
Emotions are like seasonal trains and moon balconies, people leave and people come
My heart is a signboard, (with) 'waiting' written on it
 
I turn on the radio, hearing someone else's failure
The quavering voice as if speaks of the same sadness
Your support, (is) still in (my) arms, I can't easily push away, I can't walk away from whenever I want to
In emotions, people true to themselves are easy to get hurt
 

A Brief Encounter

Who's that someone that I love, loved until I was a little drunk
Tell me who you are, able to make me doesn't feel right
You're never tired, but I've loved you to the point of exhaustion
I've never risked my own safety and sacrificed everything for someone
 
I'm standing at the equilibrium point, but I still feel it's a little dangerous
Maybe it's because I can't see hence I can only use my intuition
 
He's not a good man, and is not a good lover either
You told me we are just two people who had a brief encounter
There are so many good men out there