Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and
is your voice caught within your chest?
 
It isn't love, it's like...
 
 
You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them,
am I right?
 
It isn't love, it's LUST.
 
 
Do you want them because you know they're there?
 
It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.
 
 
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
 
It isn't love, it's LOW CONFIDENCE.
 
 
Do you stay for their confessions of love,
because you don't want to hurt them?
 
It isn't love, it's PITY.
 
 
Do you belong to them because
their sight make your heart skip a beat?
 
It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.
 
 
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?
 
It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.
 
 
Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of?
 
It isn't love, it's a LIE.
 
 
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?

It isn't love, it's CHARITY. 
 

  
Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?

Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?

Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?

Do you stay because a blinding incomprehensible mix
of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there?

Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?

Are you attracted to others, but stay
with them faithfully without regret?

Would you allow them to leave you not because
they want to but because they have to?
 
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?

Then it's LOVE.

最近才陸續有為Michael Jackson平反的聲音 
教人感慨 為何人總是要在離開後 才有人懷念他的好 
流言止於智者 所以這個世界 很少智者  
曾幾何時 我也被可怕的傳媒耳濡目染 認定他是怪人 
現在才知道 他做過那麼多善事 寫過那麼多善良的歌 
根據我至今所遇 變態的人 腦裡徹骨只有變態的事 
只是 一切都太晚了 人為了一己私欲 真的可以很可怕。
  
 
有事鍾無艷 無事夏迎春 
誰希望自己永遠是被呼之則來揮之則去的角色  
可惜 我們又那麼心甘情願地乖乖扮演著 

一首歌不斷重聽 總會有膩的一天 
那把一個人每日不停想 也是同樣的道理吧 
才剛從深淵逃出生天 懸崖勒馬 好嗎?