Just the other day, you walked into my life. 就在前一天，你走进我的生活。

And now every time I see you look away, I feel a change. 现在我每次看到你了，我觉得变化。

My body starts to shift and shake, 我的身体开始转变和动摇，

the strings to my heart start to break, and everybody looks the same. 串到我的心脏开始爆发，大家看起来是一样的。

And I feel free, oo, I feel free. I feel free, cause you're not lookin at me. 而且我觉得免费的，面向对象的，我觉得自由。我觉得自由，因为你不是在看着我。

   

Holdin onto memories like holdin close to handlebars. 牵着到记忆就像牵着贴近车把。

   

Yeah, the lone bus go with no coin in the hat to pay the rent. 是啊，没有硬币孤巴士走在了帽子，以支付租金。

Music's the only thing that's makin sense. 音乐是唯一的事情，就是出不来的感觉。

And he sits there all day, hopin you'll hear it. 他坐在那里一整天，河滨你会听到它。

With his eyes closed he opens his spirit. 闭着眼睛，他打开他的精神。

He's focused and fearless once spoken his lyrics. 他的专注和无畏一次讲他的歌词。

Like pain in the rain, you wouldn't notice a tear drip. 样疼痛在雨中，你不会注意到眼泪滴落。

A simple story of a girl and a guy, 一个女孩和一个帅哥一个简单的故事，

so watch what happens when their worlds collide. 所以看时，他们的世界的碰撞会发生什么。

   

It was yesterday, I went walking alone. 这是昨天，我去独自行走。

Out of the corner of my eye there you were, 从我的眼角中有你，

starin deep into my soul. Life is different just a day ago, 盯着深入到了我的灵魂。生活是不同的只是在一天前，

because now I see who's in control. 因为现在我看到谁在控制。

And I feel free, oo, I feel free. 而且我觉得免费的，面向对象的，我觉得自由。

I feel free, because you're looking at me. 我觉得自由，因为你在看我。

   

The true artist is forever together, 真正的艺术家是永远的在一起，

nothin can kill his dream. 没什么可以杀死他的梦想。

Cause with or without her he'd always be free. 原因有或没有她，他会永远是免费的。

Strummin his heart strings, striking chords. Strummin他的心脏弦，打击和弦。

Every moment's a choice like sliding doors. 每一刻都像拉门的选择。

Here we roll from home, but love was here though. 在这里，我们从家里滚，但爱在这里虽然。

And love's the stuff that don't just appear-o. 和爱的不只是出现邻的东西。

It wouldn't be worth it without his mates. 它不会是值得的，没有他的队友。

He wouldn't have learned shit without mistakes. 他不会学到拉屎不犯错误。

   

And I feel free, oo, I feel free. 而且我觉得免费的，面向对象的，我觉得自由。

I feel free, cause you're not lookin at me. 我觉得自由，因为你不是在看着我。