总在那熟睡的时刻
                                      彻耳想起
                                      摇摆的次数
                                      指针的走动
                                      再一次将
                                      宁静的夜晚催眠
                                      不知是忙的缘故
                                      却淡忘了
                                      生活的发条上紧

                                      我的梦里习惯了摆钟
                                      没有你，现实
                                      却将那夜晚
                                      牢牢的记起