作词 : 吴雷洪
作曲 : 吴雷洪
编曲 : 吴雷洪
From a place with nothing at all
To a place with nothing at all
We walk on as if nothing happened
Carelessly on the road
The forgotten ones are just bubbles
A gentle touch with both hands breaks them
They turn yellow for a reason
Longing becomes thinner and thinner
The face from the past that appears in the breeze
Has been blown into the sky
In the hurried city footsteps,
I still live alone
I once dreamed that it would end up in loneliness
Only relying on a song truly talking about me
With that kind of special hoarse voice
Singing a faint sorrow
I also dreamt that it would end up lonelier
What we can leave behind is actually nothing
Forgive me for using a particularly hoarse voice
PretendingI'm nostalgic, pretendingI'm in pain
From a place with nothing at all
To a place with nothing at all
We walk on as if nothing happened
Carelessly on the road
The face from the past that appears in the breeze
Has been blown into the sky
In the hurried city footsteps,
I still live alone
I once dreamed that it would end up in loneliness
Only relying on a song truly talking about me
With that kind of special hoarse voice
Singing a faint sorrow
I also dreamt that it would end up lonelier
What we can leave behind is actually nothing
Forgive me for using a particularly hoarse voice
PretendingI'm nostalgic, pretendingI'm in pain
I once dreamed that it would end up in loneliness
Only relying on a song truly talking about me
With that kind of special hoarse voice
Singing a faint sorrow
I also dreamt that it would end up lonelier
What we can leave behind is actually nothing
Forgive me for using a particularly hoarse voice
PretendingI'm nostalgic, pretendingI'm in pain