作词：Chico Chen
作曲：Chico Chen
A typhoon passed my room, messy hair (messy hair)
We're both busy, don't talk about the weather
If you drive a helicopter it's only a few hours
Wearing an ill-fitting shirt, silly diary, diary yep
Waiting, waiting for you to come for me, yeah
and you know, you know
Who knows the sadness of the writer?
and how you know me? yeah
Waiting, waiting for you to come for me, catch me up
Come for me to dry my tears... yeah, yeah
Don't you come for me, babe
Drive your car, and come to me, me
Don't you come for me, babe
See your face, lights on me, me
Imagine the end of the universe, you bought me a rose
We're both lonely f***ing good liars, ain't we?
My Vanilla Pilot, where are we going?
That's why I forgot, forgot the pains
Till the next time, Till the next time,
I won't cry, I won't cry
Waiting, waiting for you to come for me, yeah
and you know, you know
Who knows the sadness of the writer?
and how you know me? yeah
Waiting, waiting for you to come for me, catch me up
Come for me to dry my tears... yeah, yeah
Don't you come for me, babe
Drive your car, and come to me, me
Don't you come for me, babe
See your face, lights on me, me
As water raging or turbulent wind whistling, I see
As stars falling, I have seen the prediction
So important to me,
Stop your stupid thoughts please, but we
Waiting, waiting for you to come for me, catch me up
Come for me to dry my tears...
Don't you come for me, babe
Drive your car, and come to me, me
Don't you come for me, babe
See your face, lights on me, me