Joke - David Thomas (戴维·托马斯)
You make me forget
What a joke I have become
For all the flowers that I didn't buy
For all the songs that I didn't write
For all the days I could have spent
For all the months we could have shared the rent
For all the dates on which I turned up late
And for all the excuses I could have made
For all the gestures bastardised by untruth
And all the brittle promises I made to you
For all the calls I never made
And all the attention
I never paid
For all the men you might have met
And all the time we cried in secret
For all the weeks we've been apart
And all the times I said that it would start
From here on in
I'm sorry now
Sorry now
I'm sorry now
