张远 Zhang Yuan - 嘉宾 Jia Bin

分手后第几个冬季
fēn shǒu hòu dì jǐ gè dōng jì

今天是星期几偶尔会想起你
jīn tiān shì xīng qī jǐ ǒu ěr huì xiǎng qǐ nǐ

你突如其来的简讯
nǐ tū rú qí lái de jiǎn xùn

让我措手不及楞住站在原地
ràng wǒ cuò shǒu bù jí lèng zhù zhàn zài yuán dì

当所有人都替你开心
dāng suǒ yǒu rén dōu tì nǐ kāi xīn

我却才傻傻清醒
wǒ què cái shǎ shǎ qīng xǐng

原来早已有人为你订做了嫁衣
yuán lái zǎo yǐ yǒu rén wèi nǐ dìng zuò le jià yī

感谢你特别邀请来见证你的爱情
gǎn xiè nǐ tè bié yāo qǐng lái jiàn zhèng nǐ de ài qíng

我时刻提醒自己别逃避
wǒ shí kè tí xǐng zì jǐ bié táo bì

拿着喜帖一步一步走近他精心布置的场地
ná zhe xǐ tiě yī bù yī bù zǒu jìn tā jīng xīn bù zhì de chǎng dì

可惜这是属于你的风景而我只是嘉宾
kě xī zhè shì shǔ yú nǐ de fēng jǐng ér wǒ zhǐ shì jiā bīn

我放下所有回忆来成全你的爱情
wǒ fàng xià suǒ yǒu huí yì lái chéng quán nǐ de ài qíng

却始终不愿相信这是命
què shǐ zhōng bù yuàn xiāng xìn zhè shì mìng

好久不见的你有点疏离握手寒暄如此客气
hǎo jiǔ bú jiàn de nǐ yǒu diǎn shū lí wò shǒu hán xuān rú cǐ kè qì

何必要在他的面前刻意隐瞒我的世界有过你
hé bì yào zài tā de miàn qián kè yì yǐn mán wǒ de shì jiè yǒu guò nǐ

不知不觉钟声响起
bù zhī bù jué zhōng shēng xiǎng qǐ

你守候在原地等待着他靠近
nǐ shǒu hòu zài yuán dì děng dài zhe tā kào jìn

温柔的他单膝跪地
wēn róu de tā dān xī guì dì

钻戒缓缓戴进你的无名指里
zuàn jiè huǎn huǎn dài jìn nǐ de wú míng zhǐ lǐ

当所有人都替你开心我却才傻傻清醒
dāng suǒ yǒu rén dōu tì nǐ kāi xīn wǒ què cái shǎ shǎ qīng xǐng

原来我们之间已没有任何关系
yuán lái wǒ men zhī jiān yǐ méi yǒu rèn hé guān xì

感谢你特别邀请来见证你的爱情
gǎn xiè nǐ tè bié yāo qǐng lái jiàn zhèng nǐ de ài qíng

我时刻提醒自己别逃避
wǒ shí kè tí xǐng zì jǐ bié táo bì

今天你妆扮得格外美丽这美也曾拥在怀里
jīn tiān nǐ zhuāng bàn de gé wài měi lì zhè měi yě céng yōng zài huái lǐ

可惜这是你和他的婚礼而我只是嘉宾
kě xī zhè shì nǐ hé tā de hūn lǐ ér wǒ zhǐ shì jiā bīn

我放下所有回忆来成全你的爱情
wǒ fàng xià suǒ yǒu huí yì lái chéng quán nǐ de ài qíng

却始终不愿相信这是命
què shǐ zhōng bù yuàn xiāng xìn zhè shì mìng

说好的永远变成了曾经我试着衷心祝福你
shuō hǎo de yǒng yuǎn biàn chéng le céng jīng wǒ shì zhe zhōng xīn zhù fú nǐ

请原谅我不体面没出息选择失陪一下先离席
qǐng yuán liàng wǒ bù tǐ miàn méi chū xī xuǎn zé shī péi yī xià xiān lí xí

又不是偶像剧
yòu bú shì ǒu xiàng jù

怎么我演得那么入戏
zěn me wǒ yǎn de nà me rù xì

这不堪入目的剧情
zhè bù kān rù mù de jù qíng

感谢你特别邀请观赏你要的爱情
gǎn xiè nǐ tè bié yāo qǐng guān shǎng nǐ yào de ài qíng

嘉宾也许是另一种宿命
jiā bīn yě xǔ shì lìng yī zhǒng sù mìng

离开你的自己事到如今还有什么资格关心
lí kāi nǐ de zì jǐ shì dào rú jīn hái yǒu shén me zī gé guān xīn

毕竟终成眷属的人是你而我只是嘉宾
bì jìng zhōng chéng juàn shǔ de rén shì nǐ ér wǒ zhǐ shì jiā bīn

我流尽所有回忆来庆祝你的婚礼
wǒ liú jìn suǒ yǒu huí yì lái qìng zhù nǐ de hūn lǐ

却始终没有勇气祝福你
què shǐ zhōng méi yǒu yǒng qì zhù fú nǐ

谢谢你送给我最后清醒把自己还给我自己
xiè xiè nǐ sòng gěi wǒ zuì hòu qīng xǐng bǎ zì jǐ huán gěi wǒ zì jǐ

至少我还能够成为那个见证你们爱情的嘉宾
zhì shǎo wǒ hái néng gòu chéng wéi nà gè jiàn zhèng nǐ men ài qíng de jiā bīn

遇见你的他真的好幸运但愿他会比我更爱你
yù jiàn nǐ de tā zhēn de hǎo xìng yùn dàn yuàn tā huì bǐ wǒ gèng ài nǐ

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