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词 Lyrics:青禾寻阳\夏日限定
曲 Composed:青禾寻阳\温温
【未经著作权人许可不得翻唱翻录或使用】
The morning toast is burnt a bit,
The coffee spills, I still laugh at it.
The day's not perfect, that's okay,
We're not some painting on display.
The windows stick in summertime,
The welcome mat seems past its prime.
But every fray and every dent
Becomes the place where love is spent.
The teapot's spout is slightly bent,
The shelf still dips where heavy books went.
I'd never trade them for their twin,
The flaws just make the warmth begin.
The teapot's spout is slightly bent,
The shelf still dips where heavy books went.
We don't need perfect, we need real,
The warmth is how the worn-out feels.
The windows stick in summertime,
The welcome mat seems past its prime.
But every fray and every dent
Becomes the place where love is spent.
The teapot's spout is slightly bent,
The shelf still dips where heavy books went.
I'd never trade them for their twin,
The flaws just make the warmth begin.
The teapot's spout is slightly bent,
The shelf still dips where heavy books went.
We don't need perfect, we need real,
The warmth is how the worn-out feels.