My hair was long & shining
You said you can’’t believe
How could I walk out that door
Or walk along the streets
You told me I should "you know, do some bing bang curly wurly afro thing"
I took your word & did
Looked in my mirror"Who’’s that freak?"
Why does the world deceive
Why do I make believe
Took my heel & made Achilles out of me
Still I would wanna be
Someone who’’d answer to me
Someone who sees like a child
Gives like a saint Feels like an angel
Never mind the broken wings and
Speaks like a picture Cries like the
rain Shines like the star
As long as the fire remains
The vase beside my bed
It’’s empty almost dead
"It’’s for all the flowers I’’m gonna give you"he said
And now it’’s collecting dust instead
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我的头发曾经又长又闪亮
你说 你不能相信, 我怎能走得出那扇门,或者上街去
你告诉我:「你应该去搞些什麽花样才对！」
我听了你的话去做
看着镜中的自己，不禁纳闷∶这个怪胎是谁呀？
为什麽这个世界要欺骗
为什麽我又要去幻想相信
找到我的弱点後，我仍想当个有原则的人
这些原则像小孩子一样 像圣人一样慷慨给予
像天使一样去感觉不会去介意破碎的羽翼
表达像一幅画
像下雨一样的哭泣
像星星一样闪耀
只要心中的热情犹在
床边的花瓶空空的没有生气
你曾说：「这个花瓶以後将装满我送给你的花。」
而现在，它堆满的却是灰尘。