似水流年 | Time flies
Another year-end is coming, Echo and I stay in a favorite pizzeria and take this photo.
And, a song could be played if you open this full post, that is Love Is War, by American Young, really meaningful lyrics and peaceful rhythm which let me play it once and once again in my car.
Best wishes to Echo, who’s working hard and trageting better compensation; To Vincent, who’s currently fighting against flu with fever and cough; To both parents’ health and happiness, who spent all this year to contribute our family, especially on raising Vincent; And to myself – go get ’em, man!
Lyrics: Love Is War - American Young (Click here to show)
Young lovers in a picture frame
Ever notice how there ain’t no rain
Nobody hangs hard times on the wall
You won’t see it in an 8 by 10
But there’s a storm every now and then
A slamming door down the hall
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
But it’s worth fighting for (it’s worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is war
An old couple on a front porch swing
On a walk down memory lane
Been through the fire and back again
Through the clear and the cloudy skies
Still love in each other’s eyes
Sometimes love is war but sometimes you win
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
And it’s worth fighting for (yeah, it’s worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is war
Sometimes love is all that can save us
Sometimes love can kill a man
Sometimes love is a soft touch
Or a pistol in your hand
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
But it’s worth fighting for (it’s worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is
Baby, sometimes love is war
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