| Song | Taught to Look Away |
| Artist | matt pond PA |
| Album | Last Light |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pond, Smith | |
| No one knows why we were | |
| taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There's nothing that I can't believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Is the same sky just as clear | |
| Out of the window, the slow light of morning | |
| First hits your hands, touches your face | |
| Though it's uncomfortable, though it is awkward | |
| Days leave the night, eyes in the light | |
| The only time you're listening | |
| When we run from all the things we could say | |
| I don't know what you could be hearing | |
| with the sounds of cars so far far away | |
| I don't know why we were taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There's nothing that I won't believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Are the crickets just as clear |
| zuo qu : Pond, Smith | |
| No one knows why we were | |
| taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There' s nothing that I can' t believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Is the same sky just as clear | |
| Out of the window, the slow light of morning | |
| First hits your hands, touches your face | |
| Though it' s uncomfortable, though it is awkward | |
| Days leave the night, eyes in the light | |
| The only time you' re listening | |
| When we run from all the things we could say | |
| I don' t know what you could be hearing | |
| with the sounds of cars so far far away | |
| I don' t know why we were taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There' s nothing that I won' t believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Are the crickets just as clear |
| zuò qǔ : Pond, Smith | |
| No one knows why we were | |
| taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There' s nothing that I can' t believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Is the same sky just as clear | |
| Out of the window, the slow light of morning | |
| First hits your hands, touches your face | |
| Though it' s uncomfortable, though it is awkward | |
| Days leave the night, eyes in the light | |
| The only time you' re listening | |
| When we run from all the things we could say | |
| I don' t know what you could be hearing | |
| with the sounds of cars so far far away | |
| I don' t know why we were taught to look away | |
| There might be something wrong with me | |
| There' s nothing that I won' t believe | |
| Are you listening 2000 miles from here | |
| Are the crickets just as clear |