对于我们用整个生命去践行的东西，也许总在云端，也许永没有答案，但是，我总是用一句话告慰自己：失去你，黑夜或许会更长。
Roses
Running fast, out of breathing
Calling more than my own answer
From where or when, I don't know
In hope to meet you somewhere, or there
I’m wasting all my will
No worries for you, my dear
I wander all my years
This journey is not mine
Faded roses in the backyard
Reminding me of how long it has been
Just a small place called our home
With my heart, far from yours
I’m wasting all my will
No worries for you, my dear
I wander all my years
This journey is not mine
Time is not on our side
As you come and I go
As I come back and it's too late
You are already gone