很久没有被一首歌震撼到了。
据说这首歌是在MICHAEL JACKSON死后，为了纪念他而写的。不过后来ROBBIE承认说是他写给他自己的。
歌词：
How do you rate the morning sun
After a long and sleepless night?
How many stars would you give to the moon?
Do you see those stars from where you are?
Shine on the lost and loneliest
The ones who can’t get over it
You always wanted more than life
But now you don’t have the appetite
In a message to the troubadour
The world don’t love you anymore
Tell me how do you rate the morning sun?
Stuck inside the rainbow yields
You could happen to be
Cause I’ve been close to where you are
I drove to places you have seen
It all seems so familiar
Like they’ve been sent to kill you
It doesn’t take an astronaut
To float in the space is just a thought
The morning brings a mystery
The evening makes it history
Tell me how do you rate the morning sun?
And the village drunk
Sadly passed away,
It was a shame I never knew his name
I wonder if he sat there every the morning
Watched the sunrise
How do you rate the morning sun
It’s just to heavy for me
And all I wanted was the world
If you were the stars that’s in the sun
Don’t go wasting your time
Cause there is no finish line
And you don’t see anything,
Not even love not anything,
The night can take the man from you
A sense of wonder overdue
The morning brings a mystery
The evening makes it history
Who am I to rate the morning sun?
