既不是語言亦不是動作,你所傳達的小訊息,像是微微的呼吸,總是忽略了,每天總帶着皮倦的身軀去想着你,卻沒勇氣給你快樂,每天也為着工作,但背後卻不願多談,只因愛不起

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that god would be forgiving

Then i was young and unafraid and dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransam to be paid , No song unsung , No wine untasted

As they tear your hope apart, and they turn your dream to shame

And still i dream he'll come to me

That we will live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

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