聽歌是種享受　聽著深愛的人唱歌　有種幸福的味道
歌曲裡訴說著思念　是隱藏在戀愛裡的甜甜回憶
默默聽著　輕輕唱著　酸甜微妙的感覺

儘管時間與距離分歧了我倆　我還是想你

寧夏之後的初秋　瀰漫著想念的色彩　

我專注聽著　你唱到哪？
是愛了　更是此時擁有著對方的一切　你我都需要珍惜的現在

下次唱歌　告訴我　你也有著跟我一樣的幸福

 ◎◎背景音樂：Starry, starry night◎◎

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen lan

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night. Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one As
beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night. Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen,they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.
They're not listening still. Perhaps they never will