Some days her shape in the doorway
有时候 我觉得 门廊上她的身影 在对我说……
Will speak to me A bird's wing on the window
她的身影是窗外鸟儿的翅膀
Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping
有时候 我能听到 她睡着的时候 在对我说……
Her fever dream
她的话语是
A language on her face
一场深沉的梦境
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
“我想要你，想要你的花 像婴孩要上帝宠爱那么纯真
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
向明天一定会到来那么确定”
Some days, like rain on the doorstep
有时候 我会感到
She'll cover me
所有她的美好 将我环绕
With grace in all she offers
她的美好是石阶上淋沥的细雨
Sometimes I'd like just to ask her
有时候 我想问她
What honest words
有什么真心话
She can't afford to say, like
是她想说而没有说
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
“我想要你，想要你的花 像婴孩要上帝宠爱那么纯真
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
向明天一定会到来那么确定”
