作曲 : Moor | |
The way you arch your back | |
And comb your hair | |
The way you only come | |
When no-one else is there | |
The way you look like you might know a secret | |
There's not a lot | |
I can do It's peculiarly you | |
Like the patron saint | |
Of some great cause | |
Clothes heaped in battles | |
Around the bedroom floor | |
And I ain't come to find and | |
I ain't tryin' to save you | |
There's not a lot | |
I can do It's peculiarly you | |
How well I know | |
How well I know | |
Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
Leaving well enough alone... | |
The way you're sacrificing | |
Light for heat | |
Worlds collide | |
When others rarely meet | |
The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
There's not a lot | |
I can do It's peculiarly you |
zuo qu : Moor | |
The way you arch your back | |
And comb your hair | |
The way you only come | |
When noone else is there | |
The way you look like you might know a secret | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
Like the patron saint | |
Of some great cause | |
Clothes heaped in battles | |
Around the bedroom floor | |
And I ain' t come to find and | |
I ain' t tryin' to save you | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
How well I know | |
How well I know | |
Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
Leaving well enough alone... | |
The way you' re sacrificing | |
Light for heat | |
Worlds collide | |
When others rarely meet | |
The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you |
zuò qǔ : Moor | |
The way you arch your back | |
And comb your hair | |
The way you only come | |
When noone else is there | |
The way you look like you might know a secret | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
Like the patron saint | |
Of some great cause | |
Clothes heaped in battles | |
Around the bedroom floor | |
And I ain' t come to find and | |
I ain' t tryin' to save you | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
How well I know | |
How well I know | |
Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
Leaving well enough alone... | |
The way you' re sacrificing | |
Light for heat | |
Worlds collide | |
When others rarely meet | |
The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
There' s not a lot | |
I can do It' s peculiarly you |