Language Or The Kiss

I don't know if it was real or in a dream lately waking up i'm not sure where i've been there was a table set for six and five were there i stood outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair and there was steam on the windows from the kitchen laughter like a language i once spoke with ease but i'm made mute by the virtue of decision i choose most of your life goes on without me oh the fear i've known that i might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own all i've sown was a song but maybe i was wrong i said to you the one gift which i'd adore unwrap a package of the next 10 years unfolding but you told me if i had my way i'd be bored right then i knew i loved you best born of your scolding when we last talked we were lying on our backs looking up at the sky through the ceiling i used to lie like that alone out on the driveway trying to read the greek upon the stars the alphabet of feeling oh i knew back then it was a calling that said if joy then pain the sound of the voice these years later is 我不知道如果这是真的在做梦最近醒来我不知道在那里我已经有六人桌组，五人在那里，我站在外面，在那空着的椅子保持我的眼睛，有蒸汽是从厨房的笑声像一门语言我曾经轻松说话的窗户，但我对美德的决定我选择最你的生活下去，没有我哦怕我知道，我会收获到制成静音陌生人的赞美，并最终在自己的所有我撒了一首歌，但也许是我错了，我给你一个礼物，我会爱解开包在未来10年展开的说，但你告诉我，如果我有我的路，我会正确的无聊的话，我知道我爱你最好的出生责骂的时候，我们最后一次谈话，我们都趴在我们的背上仰望天空，通过我用天花板说谎一样，一个人在马路上想在明星读希腊的感觉，字母哦，我知道，当时它是一个电话的说，如果声音再快乐的痛苦的声音这些年以后

still the same i am alone in a hotel room tonight i squeeze the sky out but there's not a star appears begin my studies with this paper and this pencil and i'm working through the grammar of my fears mercy what i won't give to have the things that mean the most not to mean the things i miss unforgiving the choice still is the language or the kiss 还是一样的只有我是在酒店房间，今晚我挤天上掉，但有没有一个明星出现开始我的研究，本文及本铅笔，我通过我的恐惧怜悯语法的工作我不会给有指大部分不是东西的意思的东西，我想念无情的选择仍然是语言还是吻