交换咖啡
（ A Thousand Years）
Oh.write down the sunlight.
Beautiful trees are whispering in the winds.
Can you sleep without milk ?
When did you lose the ability.
Apples first.
Coffee later.
I like Mozart.
Boys ended the game without any agreement.
How can we come to a compromise ?
That's why you cannot fall asleep,and never be awake.
Minds are crowded with continuous thinking.
You even did not know that
you had been shot three times when hanging around the river.
The sun was going down to the sea.
Since the rubbish crying on your shoulder had just blocked your eyesight
which should have been on me.
The tears dirted your suit and gained your sympathy slightly.
I felt so sorry for you.
You don't like Mozart.
And you don't know what you have lost.
Until the world reborned.
I found myself waking up from a dream while gasping.
I could not remember any part of it.
The forest dressed herself up to go dating with the sky after sunset.
She took the wonderful trees away.
She robbed me of my whole dream and whole life to make her eyeliner more charmful.
She extended her hand as far as possible.
The strange woman made a big green hole in the sad blue face.
No music.
No whipers.
No lights.
But the fact is my presence here.
Whether you believe or not,
WELL,poor sleep makes me alive.
Exchange the oxygen for my coffe.
Hope you love my insomnia.
Good night.
Oh.write down the sunlight.
Beautiful trees are whispering in the winds.
Can you sleep without milk ?
When did you lose the ability.
Apples first.
Coffee later.
I like Mozart.
Boys ended the game without any agreement.
How can we come to a compromise ?
That's why you cannot fall asleep,and never be awake.
Minds are crowded with continuous thinking.
You even did not know that
you had been shot three times when hanging around the river.
The sun was going down to the sea.
Since the rubbish crying on your shoulder had just blocked your eyesight
which should have been on me.
The tears dirted your suit and gained your sympathy slightly.
I felt so sorry for you.
You don't like Mozart.
And you don't know what you have lost.
Until the world reborned.
I found myself waking up from a dream while gasping.
I could not remember any part of it.
The forest dressed herself up to go dating with the sky after sunset.
She took the wonderful trees away.
She robbed me of my whole dream and whole life to make her eyeliner more charmful.
She extended her hand as far as possible.
The strange woman made a big green hole in the sad blue face.
No music.
No whipers.
No lights.
But the fact is my presence here.
Whether you believe or not,
WELL,poor sleep makes me alive.
Exchange the oxygen for my coffe.
Hope you love my insomnia.
Good night.
