Blank Thoughts

黑白画映
收拾下自己的心
说给自己听
那黑那白全都不在
那风那梦风吹进我的梦
收拾下自己的心
好让天使听
那黑那白全都不在
那风那梦风吹进我的梦
无力抱紧看着又伤心
偶尔想起我爱你
想追又自己鼓不起勇气
我心中黑白
无力靠近猜测你的心
今夜又会在那里
窗外的风起天下起小雨
我心中黑白的画映
我无力找到真爱
可怜我只剩下空白
找不到靠近的理由
也只能开不了口
静静的我守在窗口
享受这寂寞
无力证明才让你相信
有个傻子在想你
想你和我有一天相遇
我心中黑白的画映
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I fell in love with this song (Kum, sorry, I know you don’t know a shit what was that all about), when I first heard it. And I thought it to be a cheery, happy, smooth song – if love can sound like a song, this had to be it, I thought.

But little did I know that the song was more about being lovelorn and loneliness than love itself. Far from happiness and bliss and bright-sunshiny-days. And the song now is starting to depress me as it plays on repeat mode while I read the lyrics. How silly...