Why did I dream of you last night?
为何我昨夜梦见了你？
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
此刻，黎明正以曦光后捋发丝
Memories strike home, like slaps in the face
记忆敲打家门，如耳光掴在脸上
Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog beyond the window
拄着扶手，我凝视着窗外，灰雾弥漫
So many things I had thought forgotten
于是许多以为忘却的旧事
Return to my mind with stranger pain
带着陌生的疼痛，重返心间
Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
像寄给某人的信如址抵达
Who left the house so many years ago
而那里却早已人去楼空
