Sunny on November 11th

Jason 顾杰

Can I stop missing after saying goodbye Can you understand everything after saying sorry Tears instead of you kissing my face My world is suddenly covered with snow There is still your yesterday between the thumbs How can I hear it piece by piece Sunny on November 11th Suddenly it snowed I dare not open my eyes, hope is my illusion I stand by the earth and watch the snow Cover the street you came from Sunny on November 11th Night suddenly changed to day I lost consciousness and looked at the limits of love I look at the horizon and the sky is boundless Can't hear you say goodbye There is still your yesterday between the thumbs How do I hear it piece by piece Sunny on November 11th Suddenly it snowed I dare not open my eyes, hope is my illusion I stand by the earth and watch the snow Cover the street you came from Sunny on November 11th Night suddenly changed to day I lost consciousness and looked at the limits of love I look at the horizon and the sky is boundless Can't hear you say goodbye Sunny on November 11th Suddenly it snowed I dare not open my eyes, hope is my illusion I stand by the earth and watch the snow Cover the street you came from Sunny on November 11th I lose consciousness The sky is boundless

2020-11-12 04:44:00

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