After you left, a void formed in my heart
The hole wasn't large, just the spot you had filled before.
I fill it with work, with entertainment, with alcohol
But all these things will slip away, and the hole remains there.
Later I learned that some voids are not meant to be fille
but to remind you of what once was.
When the wind passes through that hole
it makes a sound. That sound is called longing.
I dared not let anyone near me
afraid they would discover the vast
hollow inside my body and fall into it.
词:DJ万言
曲:DJ万言