似水流年

                            有一些心情

                            似海浪

                            一个人走在沙漠

                            或森林

                            不能被描述

                            我站在小道

                            问你

                            还认得我么

                            我是谁

                            你是谁

                            我们的宿命

                            在哪里

                            有些爱过的痕迹

                            也不能

                            被言语诉说

                            我只想

                            轻轻抚你的头发

                            将我的唇

                            印在你的额上

                            世界

                            开始寂静

                            世界

                            开始苏醒

                            有一滴泪

                            留在了你那里

                            你明白

                            我明白