Lyrics of final home by Su huilun(su hui lun ge ci )

I listen

the beatles

What the hell do I hear

The mood becomes very happy

Loneliness should be comforted like this

If you

To England

The mushroom head will be dull

It's not going to be handsome

Come back with a story anyway

You sleep until three o'clock

The sky is grey

She has made your coffee

She doesn't seem to wear perfume.

the radio plays go your own way.

You got on the train

It's going to Manchester

I don't know what will be there

You're starting to miss me a little bit

Am I your last one

i'm your final home.

final home

I listen

the beatles

I don't know what I heard

The mood became unhappy

Loneliness can not be comforted in this way

am i your final home.

Chinese PinYin : Su Hui Lun Ge Ci