Lyrics of Zhang Zhenyue's empty hands

How can love be eaten

I have no money in my pocket to invite you to dinner

Love me very tired, I always have nothing

But I don't think you want to go either

I'm always doing odd jobs when I'm so poor

Who doesn't want to blow in the office

I don't expect you to do anything to me

Because I can't give you enough

Life is a dream

Dream and wake up empty handed

Love, I hope to have results

Dry your tears, and tomorrow will be better

How can love be eaten

I have no money in my pocket to invite you to dinner

Love me very tired, I always have nothing

But I don't think you want to go either

I'm always doing odd jobs when I'm so poor

Who doesn't want to blow in the office

I don't expect you to do anything to me

Because I can't give you enough

Life is a dream

Dream and wake up empty handed

Love, I hope to have results

Dry your tears, and tomorrow will be better

Life is a dream

Dream and wake up empty handed

Love, I hope to have results

Dry your tears, and tomorrow will be better