一个在陌生城市黑夜迷路的人
会有种感觉叫惊慌
一个失恋却没人安慰的人
会有种感觉叫无助
一个每天微笑却无人欣赏的人
会有种感觉叫习惯
而现在的我是什么感觉呢
就连我自己都模糊了
In a strange city night lost man
Will have a feeling that panic
A lovelorn but nobody comfort
Will have a feeling that helpless
A daily smile but there was none to admire
Will have a feeling that habit
Now what I was feeling
Even my own fuzzy