| 歌曲 | My Love Is A Fever |
| 歌手 | Over the Rhine |
| 专辑 | Eve |
| 作曲 : Linford Detweiler/Ric Hordinski | |
| My love is a fever | |
| My love is a fable | |
| My love is jazz licks | |
| Improvised by toddlers | |
| Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme | |
| And firelight | |
| My love is a metamorphosis | |
| Reason cold logic | |
| Intuitively speaking | |
| My love is syncopated | |
| Spoon-fed ignorant | |
| Well-read | |
| My love is singular | |
| My love is commonplace | |
| As a gravedigger's own birthplace | |
| My love is a medicine | |
| Feeds the sick heals the poor | |
| Turns up the volume on the blind | |
| My word it's a trip | |
| Like a migraine | |
| On a moving train | |
| It parachutes aeroplanes | |
| Watch it fly | |
| Eyes soar hands clap | |
| Ears ring it's a sand trap | |
| Hair raising amazing | |
| Grey city transformations | |
| As lips sink stomachs ache | |
| Monkeys shine fire flies | |
| Foxes trot hobs knob | |
| Porches swing brains storm | |
| Hearts attack and air supplies | |
| Heads light tails spin | |
| Steeples chase you along your chin | |
| Rock slides | |
| Out of the woods now | |
| A virgin in buckskin | |
| Moccasins tall thin | |
| She plays your mandolin | |
| So maudlin you begin to spin | |
| Out of the woods now |
| zuò qǔ : Linford Detweiler Ric Hordinski | |
| My love is a fever | |
| My love is a fable | |
| My love is jazz licks | |
| Improvised by toddlers | |
| Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme | |
| And firelight | |
| My love is a metamorphosis | |
| Reason cold logic | |
| Intuitively speaking | |
| My love is syncopated | |
| Spoonfed ignorant | |
| Wellread | |
| My love is singular | |
| My love is commonplace | |
| As a gravedigger' s own birthplace | |
| My love is a medicine | |
| Feeds the sick heals the poor | |
| Turns up the volume on the blind | |
| My word it' s a trip | |
| Like a migraine | |
| On a moving train | |
| It parachutes aeroplanes | |
| Watch it fly | |
| Eyes soar hands clap | |
| Ears ring it' s a sand trap | |
| Hair raising amazing | |
| Grey city transformations | |
| As lips sink stomachs ache | |
| Monkeys shine fire flies | |
| Foxes trot hobs knob | |
| Porches swing brains storm | |
| Hearts attack and air supplies | |
| Heads light tails spin | |
| Steeples chase you along your chin | |
| Rock slides | |
| Out of the woods now | |
| A virgin in buckskin | |
| Moccasins tall thin | |
| She plays your mandolin | |
| So maudlin you begin to spin | |
| Out of the woods now |