Baby, Let's Not Cry, Okay?

Still working at nine o'clock, the coffee shop is always full, too many people, too many voices, passing by, you are you and I am, I am lost. Unknowingly, the street is still the same. Every time I walk through it, tears fall. You will always accompany me and keep singing, telling me that I must live a better life. When you leave, I don't want to love anyone again. The new people are gentle and make me smile all the time. I am embarrassed to say that I am unhappy. At nine o'clock sharp, I still have a seat in my working memory, so that you can come back to see me that night on a whim. Because you left, we will not contact you again. The new people are considerate and make me smile all the time. Sorry to say, in fact, I still feel lonely among the noisy crowd...