這數晚老是在聽這首歌。
送給一眾夜貓子們。
若這城市永不眠。
Rosie Thomas - If This City Never Sleeps
Oh at night when I sleep
Oh the dreams come to me
Make me believe that my life is not my own
And if life were like my dreams
All the things I would see
I'd be so much braver than I know
mmmmm
No I can't understand
What it means to be a man
And to lead a woman from her home
And if love were indeed
All the things I believe
Then I guess I would never feel alone
mmmmm
oh will I ever know?
And if this city never sleeps
Does that mean that noone dreams
And if that's so
Then I guess I'm going home