| 歌曲 | Shoulders |
| 歌手 | Kathryn Williams |
| 专辑 | Two |
| 作曲 : KATHRYN WILLIAMS/NEILL MACCOLL | |
| Shoulders lean on a wall | |
| Shadow a doorway | |
| To nowhere at all | |
| The sky has no surface | |
| So you look at the floor | |
| Eyes tire out when | |
| You're searching for more | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| Moves the sky over time | |
| Looking behind me when | |
| you're only in my mind | |
| Searching is endless | |
| When there's nothing to find | |
| Someone brushed past me | |
| My name shouted out | |
| The voice in my head when | |
| I'm walking about | |
| Endlessly searching | |
| To figure it out | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| Moves the sky over time | |
| Looking behind me when | |
| you're only in my mind | |
| Searching is endless | |
| When there's nothing to find | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| The sky is a circle | |
| Days are repeated | |
| Around over time | |
| Instead of beginnings | |
| The clock ticks | |
| on and through | |
| And through and | |
| through and through | |
| And through and | |
| through and through |
| zuò qǔ : KATHRYN WILLIAMS NEILL MACCOLL | |
| Shoulders lean on a wall | |
| Shadow a doorway | |
| To nowhere at all | |
| The sky has no surface | |
| So you look at the floor | |
| Eyes tire out when | |
| You' re searching for more | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| Moves the sky over time | |
| Looking behind me when | |
| you' re only in my mind | |
| Searching is endless | |
| When there' s nothing to find | |
| Someone brushed past me | |
| My name shouted out | |
| The voice in my head when | |
| I' m walking about | |
| Endlessly searching | |
| To figure it out | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| is where I belong | |
| The crook of your shoulder | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| Moves the sky over time | |
| Looking behind me when | |
| you' re only in my mind | |
| Searching is endless | |
| When there' s nothing to find | |
| Like a fancy domed clock | |
| The sky is a circle | |
| Days are repeated | |
| Around over time | |
| Instead of beginnings | |
| The clock ticks | |
| on and through | |
| And through and | |
| through and through | |
| And through and | |
| through and through |