第 227 章 这不是真的
Passion is sweet**令人幸福
Love makes weak爱情令人脆弱
You said you cherished freedom so你曾说过自由至上
You refuse to let it go因此你不愿被束缚
Follow your fate命中注定
Love and hate爱恨情仇
Never fail to seize the day日夜追逐你的梦想
Oh when the night falls噢 当夜幕降临
And your all alone你孤身一人
In your deepest sleep what在你沉睡之时
Are you dreaming of你梦见了什么
My skins still burning from your touch肌肤之亲 让我陶醉
Oh I just cant get enough I噢 我却无法满足
Said I wouldnt ask for much曾答应不再向你索取
But your eyes are dangerous然而 你的眼神摄人心魄
Oh the thought keep spinning in my head对你的思念挥之不去
Can we drop this masquerade我们可否坦诚相对
I cant predict where it ends纵使结局无法预料
If your the rock Ill crush against我仍旧甘愿飞蛾扑火
Trapped in a crowd置身于茫茫人海之中
The music is loud乐声噪杂
I said I love my freedom to我曾说过我同样珍爱自由
Now Im not sure I do现今却不置可否
All eyes on you视线被你占据
Rings so true我已经看清一切
Better quit while youre ahead感情深入之时 却是分手之日
Now Im not so sure I am然而我却无法做到
Oh when the night falls噢 当夜幕降临
And your all alone你孤身一人
In your deepest sleep what在你沉睡之时
Are you dreaming of你梦见了什么
My skins still burning from your touch肌肤之亲 让我陶醉
Oh I just cant get enough I噢 我却无法满足
Said I wouldnt ask for much曾答应不再向你索取
But your eyes are dangerous然而 你的眼神摄人心魄
Oh the thought keep spinning in my head对你的思念挥之不去
Can we drop this masquerade我们可否坦诚相对
I cant predict where it ends纵使结局无法预料
If your the rock Ill crush against我仍旧甘愿飞蛾扑火
My soul my heart我的灵魂 我的芳心
If youre near if youre far无论你近在咫尺或是远在天涯
My life my love我的生命我的至爱
Oh when the night falls噢 当夜幕降临
And your all alone你孤身一人
In your deepest sleep what在你沉睡之时
Are you dreaming of你梦见了什么
My skins still burning from your touch肌肤之亲 让我陶醉
Oh I just cant get enough I噢 我却无法满足
Said I wouldnt ask for much曾答应不再向你索取
But your eyes are dangerous然而 你的眼神摄人心魄
Oh the thought keep spinning in my head对你的思念挥之不去
Can we drop this masquerade我们可否坦诚相对
I cant predict where it ends纵使结局无法预料
If your the rock Ill crush against我仍旧甘愿飞蛾扑火
ooh, if your the rock Ill crush against.我仍旧甘愿飞蛾扑火
相当之经典的歌曲之一，亦知道这是自己的CD碟，在特别的日子里，亦会因为想念某个特别的人而播放这首歌，现在亦在卧室里，碟子在客厅里，“怎么可能……”亦一时激动，忘了身体疼痛，冲出卧室，空无一人的客厅被收拾得很干净，开着的CD机播放着那首Burning让人心醉的歌。
“这……”亦一手摸着墙壁，一手按肚子，听优美旋律在耳边不断响起，“不可能……”在拐角处，一抹亦值得亦一生留念的身影就像这首不停重复播放歌曲一样，在厨房和餐桌间来回。“这不是真的……”