Lyrics of Xu Yuteng's a thousand miles away

Actually, I'm not that kind at all

All the excuses were given to time in the end

Thank you for the quiet night sky above

Can let my eyes flow a pair of free moving

Smile with new wrinkles

It is the youth that grows old without knowing it

I dream of others every day

Every night I believe what I dream

I used to run all my life

When far away and empty bottles are sold to scrap stations

I found that the poet was old

I came back empty handed from a long way

That year that month that roadside that blow the bull force

Now the years are quiet

Smile with new wrinkles

It is the youth that grows old without knowing it

I dream of others every day

Every night I believe what I dream

I used to run all my life

When far away and empty bottles are sold to scrap stations

I found that the poet was old

I came back empty handed from a long way

That year that month that roadside that blow the bull force

Now the years are quiet

I used to run all my life

When far away and empty bottles are sold to scrap stations

The old poet has just found out

I came back empty handed from a long way

That year that month that roadside that blow the bull force

Now the years are quiet