想起了Karen O的那首《俄罗斯RTS指数》:Left my baby in New York CityOh what a pity, he's in New York CityCause my arms are empty and the phone it rings a-plentybut I'd rather have my baby much much closer to me latelyThan he's been
If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes.