Loving him is like driving a new [masaridi?] down a dead end street 
爱他就像是开着崭新的玛莎拉蒂冲进死胡同
Faster than the wind passionate ended so suddenly 
（那爱）消失的比疾风还要快
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once your already flying through the free fall 
爱他就像在尝试改变对逝去秋天的想法
Like the colors in autumn so bright right before they lose it all 
就像那秋季的颜色，在一切失去之前是那么缤纷
CHORUS: 
Losing him is blue like I’ve never know 
失去他是那么沮丧，我从未想过会这样
Missing is like dark grey all alone 
思念他像深灰色一样，我孜然一身
Forgetting him was black trying to know somebody you never met
忘记他是如此忧伤    像是试着去认识一个从未见过的人
But loving him was RED Loving him was red. 
但爱他，却是如炽热的红色
Verse 2:
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
触碰他像是去感受你所想要的一切近在眼前
Memorizing him was as easy as memorizing the words to your old favorite song 
想起他就像想起你最喜爱的一首老歌的歌词那么简单
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there’s no right answer 
和他吵架就像是猜谜语，然后却意识到根本么有答案
Regretting him was