| 作曲 : Chandler, Christey | |
| Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
| While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
| Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
| Then everyone you've known gone for good left out on your own | |
| Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
| There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
| A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
| Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
| A sound from near the staires no need to look no one's there | |
| Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
| There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| The trouble with me is it's half after three | |
| And I'm so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
| Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
| And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
| Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
| There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |
| zuo qu : Chandler, Christey | |
| Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
| While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
| Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
| Then everyone you' ve known gone for good left out on your own | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
| A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
| Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
| A sound from near the staires no need to look no one' s there | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| The trouble with me is it' s half after three | |
| And I' m so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
| Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
| And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |
| zuò qǔ : Chandler, Christey | |
| Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
| While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
| Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
| Then everyone you' ve known gone for good left out on your own | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
| A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
| Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
| A sound from near the staires no need to look no one' s there | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
| The trouble with me is it' s half after three | |
| And I' m so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
| Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
| And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
| Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
| There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |