The moment we forgot we were just good friends, 那一刻，我们忘记了我们只是很好的朋友，

I moved my arm, her face went red again. 我搬到了我的胳膊，她的脸又变红了。

One more bus home, another silent weekend. 一个多路公交车回家，另一个沉默的周末。

   

You said love was painted gold, 你说的爱是涂金，

Like all things growing old, 像所有的东西越来越多的时候，

The paint peels and slowly falls. 油漆剥落，慢慢地下降。

   

You already know. 你已经知道了。

You already know. 你已经知道了。

You already know. 你已经知道了。

   

Lookin' out the glass so we sit together. 看着他出了玻璃，所以我们坐在一起。

We both know we could be someone better. 我们都知道，我们可能是更好的人。

Not with our heads like London weather. 不喜欢伦敦的天气我们头上。

   

We said love was painted gold, 我们说，爱是涂金，

Like all things growing old, 像所有的东西越来越多的时候，

The paint peels and slowly falls. 油漆剥落，慢慢地下降。

   

You already know. 你已经知道了。

You already know. 你已经知道了。

You already know. 你已经知道了。

You already know. 你已经知道了。