你無可取代。
你無可取代。
當我們再相遇。
我們還是在思念。
那段日子。
那段過去。
那段記憶。
那個我還有那個你。
歲月飄離。
然後我們尋找。
我們終是在尋找屬於我們那些心動的感覺。
你無可取代。
我們訴說著。
我們疏離。
我們又相遇。
我們深深思念。
我們的情份還在。
我知道我存在你心里的份量。
我感動。
我知道我始終有你。
你無可取代。
誰可以一輩子以來都憾動你的心？
誰可以讓一輩子的感覺都是相互依賴？
誰可以讓世界挪移，讓我們都留住在那個時空？
你無可取代。
我要你快樂。比我還要快樂。
我要你幸福。比我還要幸福。
謝謝你的包容。
謝謝你的祝福。
謝謝你的愛。
謝謝你始終不變的你。
謝謝永遠看不懂這篇文章的你。
思念是一片海洋。
我們思念的那片海。
蝸牛小站：
寫給永遠看不懂這篇思念，的你。
我寫在思念你的那片海。
有一天，我會默念給你聽。
讓你知道。
我也在用我全部的愛，在愛你。
那段日子。
那段過去。
那段記憶。
那個我還有那個你。
歲月飄離。
然後我們尋找。
我們終是在尋找屬於我們那些心動的感覺。
你無可取代。
我們訴說著。
我們疏離。
我們又相遇。
我們深深思念。
我們的情份還在。
我知道我存在你心里的份量。
我感動。
我知道我始終有你。
你無可取代。
誰可以一輩子以來都憾動你的心？
誰可以讓一輩子的感覺都是相互依賴？
誰可以讓世界挪移，讓我們都留住在那個時空？
你無可取代。
我要你快樂。比我還要快樂。
我要你幸福。比我還要幸福。
謝謝你的包容。
謝謝你的祝福。
謝謝你的愛。
謝謝你始終不變的你。
謝謝永遠看不懂這篇文章的你。
思念是一片海洋。
我們思念的那片海。
蝸牛小站：
寫給永遠看不懂這篇思念，的你。
我寫在思念你的那片海。
有一天，我會默念給你聽。
讓你知道。
我也在用我全部的愛，在愛你。
情有独钟
好像一直都对这首歌情有独钟 。
vincent
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul...
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they did not know how --
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they did not know how--
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you
But still, your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do--
But I could've told you, Vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.
Starry, Starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they're not listening still--
Perhaps they never will.
vincent
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul...
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they did not know how --
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they did not know how--
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you
But still, your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do--
But I could've told you, Vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.
Starry, Starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know
What you tried to say, to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free:
They would not listen; they're not listening still--
Perhaps they never will.
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