Monday, November 08, 2010

Maybe...

Annie 裡,那些孤兒在唱著這首歌,我覺得頗反映得出被領養者偶爾會想起及想像生父生母的心情...

Maybe far away, or maybe real near by.
He maybe pouring her coffee, she maybe straightening his tie.
Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill,
She's sittin' playin' piano, He's sittin' payin' a bill.

Betcha they're young. Betcha they're smart,
Bet they collect things like ashtrays and art.
Betcha they're good. Why shouldn't they be?
Their one mistake was giving up me.

So maybe now it's time,
And maybe when I wake,
They'll be there calling me baby,
Maybe.

Betcha he reads. Betcha she sews.
Maybe she's made me a closet of clothes.
Maybe they're strict as straight as a line.
Don't really care as long as they're mine.

So maybe now this prayer's,
The last one of it's kind.
Won't you please come get your baby,
Maybe..

送給阿比... 你會想起同掛住生父生母係好正常,無問題架...

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