If one asks me how I live without you
I'm going to talk about you like a cup of coffee
When it's hot, it's sweet, when it's cold, it's bitter and tasteless
Turn back and gently call your name
Missing you is the only taste of my life
The footsteps come and go, but they are not waiting for you
Put a cup of eye excrement that wants you to return to the dark, I respect you
Love in the dream wake up a cup of stale coffee
No matter how bitter it is, I will continue to pour it
It's a cold winter outside
Only your photos accompany Ruan burning Acacia
If your love is true, how can you have the heart
Put Ruan a drop of teardrop through the stale coffee
Music......
It's the past that I haven't thought about for a long time
Turn back and gently call your name
Missing you is the only taste of my life
The footsteps come and go, but they are not waiting for you
Put a cup of eye excrement that wants you to return to the dark, I respect you
Love in the dream wake up a cup of stale coffee
No matter what, we have to continue to fill it with bitterness
It's a cold winter outside
If your love is true, how can you have the heart
Put Ruan a drop of teardrop through the stale coffee
Only your photos accompany Ruan burning Acacia
If your love is true, how can you have the heart
Put Ruan a drop of teardrop through the stale coffee
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