陪

                                                         我走了，

                                                         化作空中的云烟。

                                                         我看见云儿落下晶透的泪水，

                                                         那是因为我的离去你在悲伤。

                                                         所以我幸福着有你相伴，

                                                         我不彷徨。

                                                          我走了，

                                                          变为地上的花蕊。

                                                          我看见雨珠飞进了你的心房，

                                                          那是因为我的离去你在远望。

                                                          所以我欣慰着有你挂牵，

                                                          我不绝望。