不想起床 盯著天花板休息
不想睡去 就看著照片笑著回忆
不想闭上眼睛 看看曾经我们的日记
有谁知道 在上午八点的时候 我在想你
又是一个晴天，照旧在Eight o'clock A.M起床，我无法像那些天真的孩子在那里欢欢喜喜地玩，只愿意窝在床上。转过身来，看见墙上的那张海报——喔，是你，你在振臂，在呐喊，在奔跑——你是我心中的国王。
腹股沟的伤痛在折磨着你对胜利的渴望，在折磨着温格对耐性，在折磨着我对你的盼望，不敢想象，没了你，比赛会怎样。或许此刻，阿布在叫狂着：“我们是霸王！”
目光转到天花板上，依旧，空白一片。我的脑海里也一样，抓不到任何的影子，除了你划过风的那个瞬间……我在笑着记忆，过去多少个上午八点，起床第一件事，就是在想你。
累了，倦了，但不想闭上眼睛。生怕在黑暗中，会走丢了你，翻开往日的日记，点点滴滴，在往日的上午八点流逝……
i've been looking so long at these pictures of you
that i almost believe that they're real
i've been living so long with my pictures of you
that i almost believe that the pictures are
all i can feel
remembering
you standing quiet in the rain
as i ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in
holding you close
how i always held close in your fear
remembering
you running soft through the night
you were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
and screamed at the make-believe
screamed at the sky
and you finally found all your courage
to let it all go
remembering
you fallen into my arms
crying for the death of your heart
you were stone white
so delicate
lost in the cold
you were always so lost in the dark
remembering
you how you used to be
slow drowned
you were angels
so much more than everything
hold for the last time then slip away quietly
open my eyes
but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words
i could have held on to your heart
if only i'd thought of the right words
i wouldn't be breaking apart
all my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you
but i never hold on to your heart
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
all my pictures of you
发黄的相册里有我的记忆，
翻翻过去的老黄历，
我的路竟有这么多的脚印，
亲爱的亨利，
还有多少个上午八点我们可以一同经历，
追寻你的踪迹，
寻获我的心田领地…
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[此贴子已经被作者于2005-4-27 13:49:59编辑过]
