闷骚!

闷骚的不行啊

秘密就密封在时间的盒子里吧~
就是一副风景画.
去看下一个风景吧~~~ :)

Inspired by your verse… here is a lyric I "wrote" years ago…. it comes from replacing the word "Vietnam" with "Bloomington" in this song…. so can't really take credit for it. Alain Boublil and Richard Maltby, Jr. are the actual authors of the lyrics; I just made an edit or two.

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Why does this town never sleep at night?
Why does this girl smell of orange trees?
How can I feel good when nothing's right?
Why is she cool when there is no breeze?
Bloomington
You don't give answers, do you friend?
Just questions that don't ever end

Why God? Why today?
I'm all through here, on my way
There's nothing left here that I'll miss
Why send me now a night like this?

Who is the girl in this brand new bed?
Why am I back in a messy room?
Why is her voice ringing in my head?
Why am I high on her cheap perfume?
Bloomington
Hey look I mean you no offense
But why does nothing here make sense?

Why God? Show your hand
Why can't one guy understand?
I've been with girls who knew much more
I never felt confused before

Why me? What's your plan?
I can't help her, no one can
I liked my mem'ries as they were
But now I'll leave rememb'ring her

Why God? Why this face?
Why such beauty in this place?
I liked my mem'ries as they were
But now I'll leave rememb'ring her
Just her