You’re at the window, scowling, talking of everything under the sun
This pulsing wound of mine is all so hard to bear
Thinking of what it is you’ve talked of, laughed at
At the library, can’t find the right choice of words

A piece of news is your exclusive tableau
I repeatedly broadcast and imitate those particulars
Thinking of what it is you’ve walked by, stopped for
On the map, a street whose name is concealed

This world’s rules give regular performances
But when I see you! Oh oh oh oh
Some things revolve with the sun
You’re always in my focused line of vision
Like a circus clown’s crazy bumping
No one noticed I stopped on the rope
Perhaps I shouldn’t be so dumbfounded
No matter you are Mary, Helen or Ginger something
You know,  I cannot tell what I'm waiting for.
Alright, you'll better hurry up tonight!

Are you god, my family or the devil
I depend on hints to live, so much that I’m coughing
If the newspapers have no information for me to seize
In just a moment a beautiful dream turned to emptiness

A piece of news is your exclusive tableau
I repeatedly broadcast, imitate those particulars
Am I a loser, or a winner within this game?
How can I be free having my cup of tea ?
I should be ok, but I'm not ok

你在那窗口皺眉頭談天說地
我 這裡脈搏連傷口都不好受
想 著你說的和笑的會是哪些
在 圖書館查不到的字眼

一 則新聞是你的獨家畫面
我 反覆播著模仿著那些細節
想 著你走的停留的會是哪些
在 地圖上隱姓埋名的街

這世界規律正常的表演
但 每當我看到你!oh oh oh oh...
有 些事跟著太陽了圈
你 總在我視線焦距裡面
像 是馬戲團小丑瘋了顛
沒 人發現我停在繩索上面
也 許我不應該這樣傻了眼
No matter you are Mary, Helen or Ginger something
You know,  I cannot tell what I'm waiting for.
Alright, you'll better hurry up tonight!