作曲 : Harris, Hurwitz, Matches
Let. It. Go. 
Let it go! 
(rinse, repeat as necessary, remember fabric softener and separate the whites) 
Come now, whats your name again? 
I'm not implying come morning I'll need to know 
But you never know. 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
We lose our grip 
And slip 
Into the day. 
We can't kiss with grins like this 
Chapped lips are all over your ???? (perfect scar?) 
We better stop. 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
We lose our grip 
And slip 
Into the day. 
Oh Oh Oh 
Over the world (the world) 
All our waking end 
All that we 
All that we 
Thrust against the end 
Thrust against (up against) 
Up against the end 
Oh oh is this? 
Oh this could be 
Could this be the end? 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
The morning tilts 
Over the hills 
And floods the world 
The morning tilts 
The morning spills 
We lose our grip 
And slip 
Into the day