hou shi jing li de shi jie yue lai

hou shi jing li de shi jie yue lai yue yuan de dao bie

ni zhuan shen xiang bei che lian hai shi hen mei

wo yong yan guang qu zui jing ting jian ni de lei

zai che chuang wai mian pai hui shi wo cuo shi de ji hui

ni zhan de fang wei gen wo zhong jian ge zhe lei

jie jing yi zhi zai hou tui ni de beng kui zai chuang wai ling sui

*Chorus

wo yi lu xiang bei li kai you ni de ji jie

ni shuo ni hao lei yi wu fa zai ai shang shui

feng zai shan lu chui guo wang de hua mian quan dou shi wo bu dui

xi su can kui wo shang ni ji hui

wo yi lu xiang bei li kai you ni de ji jie

fang xiang pan zhou wei hui zhuan zhe wo de hou hui

wo jia sui chao yue que shuai bu diao jing jing gen shui de shang bei

xi shu can kui wo shang ni ji hui

ting zhi lang bei jiu rang cuo chun cui

The world in the rear view mirror

Says goodbye further and further away

You turn around towards your back

The side of your face is still very beautiful

I use my vision to chase

I unexpectedly hear your tears

Lingering outside the car window

Is the chance I missed

You are standing in position

Tears across the middle of you and me

The view of the street has been recoiling all along

The bits and pieces of your collapse are outside the window

I go all the way north

Leaving the season that has you

You say you are very tired

You already have no way to fall in love with anyone else

The wind blows on the mountain road

The frames in the past are all my wrongs

Counting the shame

How many times I hurt you

The world in the rear view mirror

Says goodbye further and further away

You turn around towards your back

The side of your face is still very beautiful

I use my vision to chase

I unexpectedly hear your tears

Lingering outside the car window

Is the chance I missed

You are standing in position

Tears across the middle of you and me

The view of the street has been recoiling all along

The bits and pieces of your collapse are outside the window

I go all the way north

Leaving the season that has you

You say you are very tired

You already have no way to fall in love with anyone else

The wind blows on the mountain road

The frames in the past are all my wrongs

Counting the shame

How many times I hurt you

I go all the way north

Leaving the season that has you

The steering wheel encompasses

Rotating around my regrets

I speed up to exceed it

Yet I can’t lose the grief following closely

Counting the shame

How many times I hurt you

Stop the heartlessness

Just let wrong be pure