Well now let me tell you about the past.
Past is filled with silent joys and broken toys
Laughing girls and teasing boys
Was I ever in love?
I called it love
I mean it felt like love
There were moments when...
Well there were moments when...
P r e s e n t
Go out with you?
Why not?
Do I like to dance?
Of course
Take a walk along the beach tonight?
I'd love to
But don't try to touch me
Don't try to touch me
Cos that will never happen again
Shall we dance?
F u t u r e
Tomorrow?
Well tomorrow is a long way off
Maybe some day 1'11 hold somebody's hand
Maybe somewhere someone will understand
You know I used to sing a tisket a tasket
A green and yellow basket
I'm all packed up and I'm on my way
And I'm going to fall in love
But at the moment it doesn't look good
At the moment it will never happen again
I don't think it will ever happen again...
BlackOrchid 14 November 2007
科夫 發表評論於
太美了!
雖然略有憂傷
憂傷卻往往較快樂更美
因為歡樂常常伴隨喜形於色
憂傷則將情感內斂,融進血液,浸入骨髓...
cnlady 發表評論於
Past is filled with silent joys and broken toys;Take a walk along the beach tonight;Tomorrow is another day~
I like the beautiful post!
LiYouCai 發表評論於
明白啦,黑蘭,林妹妹,和靜謐海灣是死黨!
我說老見這三人在一起。
才哥我問你們好呀!
Blackorchid 發表評論於
回複林貝卡的評論: Dear Sis Rebecca Thank you very much for your nice word and greeting.
林貝卡 發表評論於
詩情畫意,精彩絕倫。
It reminds me of a saying: Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift. That is why we call it the present.
BlackOrchid 發表評論於
Hi, 靜謐海灣
Thanks for your pleasant visit to my Blog. Wsih you all the best!
靜謐海灣 發表評論於
Very nice and beautiful.
And I think we never know what will come tomorrow...
Well now let me tell you about the past.
Past is filled with silent joys and broken toys
Laughing girls and teasing boys
Was I ever in love?
I called it love
I mean it felt like love
There were moments when...
Well there were moments when...
P r e s e n t
Go out with you?
Why not?
Do I like to dance?
Of course
Take a walk along the beach tonight?
I'd love to
But don't try to touch me
Don't try to touch me
Cos that will never happen again
Shall we dance?
F u t u r e
Tomorrow?
Well tomorrow is a long way off
Maybe some day 1'11 hold somebody's hand
Maybe somewhere someone will understand
You know I used to sing a tisket a tasket
A green and yellow basket
I'm all packed up and I'm on my way
And I'm going to fall in love
But at the moment it doesn't look good
At the moment it will never happen again
I don't think it will ever happen again...