Everything......
I think I know you
Mostly......
Every drop of memory
Become the sea in my heart
The things we passed through
Whatever is good or bad
Whatever is happy or sad
All threw in this sea
and sank in the bottom
When I pass a place we went before
When I eat something we ate before
Just like the memory drop into the sea
From a ripple to a billow
How terrible of this scene
I miss you, but I afraid to see you
That's make us become......
最熟悉的陌生人
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