Home: Flowers fall in the dream, and you and I are neighbors near the countryside. Leaves are rootless, lights are flickering, and there is no interest. Clear Wan Li, we want to be in a daze, to explore the extreme, but a season has changed.
I fought for you, but I couldn't keep you. Suffering from loss is just afraid to turn pale, hurting Zhe is just a misty spring rain. I thought of it late at night, too Going home is a kind of hurt lyrics. The writer is William and the lyricist is J.KIPKPATRICK. I have drifted away from my heavenly father, and now I want to go home. I have been running on the evil road for many years. Lord, I am going home today. I used to waste all my precious time, but now I want to go home.