我曾经把你和他作比较，                                       问谁爱我多一些真实些，                                    问我到底爱谁多一些。                                                            你的身材和你的人一样标准，                              仿佛称量过的暧昧不多不少。                             甚至在碰撞的那一刻，                                        也是不重不轻的频率。                                        我要再野浪一些，                                                    如果有那么个放荡的时刻。                                他也许来得没那么直接，                                     只在灵异俏动的瞬间，                                        时时黏贴在我的心头，                                              烈焰红唇的诱惑逗趣，                                         可以嬉戏可以成戏，                                             舞台幕后的绝色的偶搭，                                   一颦一笑都浮想联翩。                                          定是那山中的狐仙呢。                                          我许给他一个浪漫的海边，                                  赤脚捡贝壳的散漫。                                              这样犹豫一个月的时间，                                   我放下了你。