Who Decides Right or Wrong
 

Who Decides still do not want to chase me wrong . Lonely road case infatuation , love has had a painful pile. If from scratch to meet you, I still will not retreat, will hurt revenue in the memory can not still go to cut it into pieces . Sweet words of tenderness like to make a cup of cold water over frozen . Quietly asked the heavens alone , heart, full of old sigh. Scattered fog has gradually retired , the last has gone , the road seems long , or want me to face rough . Recalled time washing day laugh is not , in this life immersed in this life . Lonely, haggard , and the world can be anyone . Passing the love to accompany lonely stranger . Lonely, haggard , sad because you people do not go , I do not know how to figure away laughing and crying at you ! Love is a rare day I dump out all you to make this life this life without regret. But the lonely pine , the world can be anyone . Passing the love to accompany lonely stranger . Lonely, haggard , sad because you people do not go , I do not know how to figure away laughing and crying at you ! Laughing and crying I do not know how to retire and let me disappear . I do not know let me laughing and crying in the wind rotation. . . .