She cooks you sweet potato you don't like aubergine 她能做出你的红薯你不喜欢茄子

She knows to boil the kettle when you hum bars from grease 她知道，当你哼唱油脂棒烧开水壶

She senses you are lonely but still she can't be sure 她感觉你是孤独的，但她还是不能确定

And so she stands and waits, stands anticipating 于是她站和等待，期待看台

   

How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you 她怎么能成为通灵，她渴望去了解你

How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you 她怎么能成为通灵，她渴望去了解你

   

He brushes thoroughly 他彻底刷

He know she likes fresh breath 他知道她喜欢新鲜的气息

He rushes to the station 他赶到车站

He waits atop the steps 他等待上面的步骤

He's brought with him a mars bar 他带来了火星吧

She will not buy nestle 她不会买雀巢

And later he'll perform 后来，他将执行

A love-lorn serenade, a trade 一个爱，冷冷清清的小夜曲，贸易

   

How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you 她怎么能成为通灵，她渴望去了解你

How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you 她怎么能成为通灵，她渴望去了解你

   

So give her information to help her fill the holes 所以给她的信息，以帮助她填洞

Give an ounce of power so he does not feel controlled 给力的一盎司，所以他并不觉得受控

Help her to acknowledge the pain that you are in 帮她承认，你在痛苦

Give to him a glimpse of that beneath your skin 给他的那一眼你的皮肤下

   

Now my inner dialogue is heaving with detest 现在，我的内心对话的起伏与厌恶

I am a martyr and a victim and I need to be caressed 我是一名烈士和受害者，我需要爱抚

I hate that you negate me, I'm a ghost at beck and call 我恨你否定我，我是个鬼呼之

I'm falling and placating, and berating myself for staying 我跌倒和安抚，并训斥我自己住

   

I'm a fool 我是一个傻瓜

I'm a fool 我是一个傻瓜

   

He greets his stranger meekly a thing that she accepts 他招呼他的陌生人温顺地说，她接受的事

She sees him waiting often with chocolate on the steps 她看见他在台阶上等待往往与巧克力

He senses she is lonely she's glad they finally met 他感觉到她是寂寞的，她是高兴他们终于见到了

They take each other's hands walk into the sunset 他们把对方的手走进夕阳

   

Do you like sweet potato? 你喜欢红薯？