I don't have time to say sorry, but you're not with me. What song?

This song is a lost fantasy.

Song title: Lost in Wonderland

Singer: Inke/Wang Xinchen.

After the most beautiful struggle, the hot coffee cooled for a long time.

Back-to-back silence did not speak, and the double bed tilted.

Gentle can't find a reason, I quietly packed my bags.

Clear your mind, you are pretending to sleep, and I kiss your forehead.

Say goodbye and I'll leave. Your answer is like a rainbow in the sky to meet the rain.

Watering the unhealed scars, your steps are like sand that you can't catch.

It is better to raise with the wind, and the gap of love is like a speeding train taking care of it.

But I haven't let go, but the flowers in my hand are dancing and swaying in the air.

After the most beautiful struggle, the hot coffee cooled for a long time without back-to-back silence.

The double bed is tilted, and I can't find a reason for tenderness. I quietly packed my bags.

Clear your mind, you are pretending to sleep, I kiss your forehead, say goodbye and I will leave.

Your answer is like a rainbow in the sky to meet the rain and water the unhealed wounds.

Your pace, like the sand you can't catch all the time, is better than blowing with the wind.

The gap of love, like a speeding train, took away my troubles, but I haven't put them down yet.

But the flowers in my hand danced in the air, ending the most beautiful struggle.

Your answer is like a rainbow in the sky to meet the rain and water the unhealed wounds.

Your steps, like sand that you can't catch all the time, may as well be lifted with the wind.

The gap of love, like a speeding train, took away my troubles, but I haven't put them down yet.

But the flowers in my hand danced in the air, ending the most beautiful struggle.

I don't have time to say I'm sorry, but I thought about you all night.

Can't walk out of the room of remorse and indulge in our yesterday, can we meet again?

The universe in the mirror, can't wait to accommodate, still remember that late autumn.

You said you were leaving, but you didn't know how to stay. The tenderness that has gradually lost.

It's my fault that you were taken away by others. You still have your memory.

I can't tell the north from the south, and I really don't want to get lost in this dreamland.

I turned off my cell phone and sent a message without news. I really want to.

You can go back in time. Before I say I'm sorry, you're gone.

I miss it all night, and I can't get out of the room of self-blame and indulge in our yesterday.

Can we meet again? The universe in the mirror can't wait to accommodate.

Remember that late autumn, you said you were leaving and you didn't know how to stay.

It's my fault that the tenderness that has been gradually lost has been taken away by others.

I still have your memory, and I can't tell the north from the south. I really don't want to start now.

Lost in this dreamland, I turned off my cell phone and sent a message without news.

I really want to go back in time. I don't have time to say I'm sorry.

You are not around, but I miss you all night, blaming myself for not leaving the room.

Indulge in our yesterday, can we meet again, it's too late to say sorry.

You are not around, but I miss you all night, blaming myself for not leaving the room.

Indulge in our yesterday, can we meet again?

Extended data:

The lyrics are about fireworks, and the world has been complicated since ancient times. It is not that time is ruthless, nor is it that time is speechless. The fireworks on earth have a pool of lotus fragrance, which is light and silent. After the complexity, there is a little shallow idea between lips and teeth, caring about the understanding of flowers and flowers.

The autumn wind is rustling and the chill is getting stronger, leaving me sighing and helpless in the fallen leaves. Maybe your heart is the only fantasy I have stepped into, but I have been addicted to it. Force a smile in pain, muddle through in suffering, and finally lose your fantasy.