| 作词 : Luna, Wareham | |
| Sneakin' a kiss | |
| On the fire escape | |
| A little game of pup tent | |
| With a blanket and a broom | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 2 ... | |
| A piece of white chocolate | |
| And if you want me to, | |
| I'm gonna cry you a river tonight | |
| And if you ask me to, | |
| I'm gonna crawl right into your dreams | |
| And did you know, | |
| I feel a chokin' in the back of my throat | |
| I see you walkin' | |
| Walkin' on tippytoes | |
| Swayin' like a sunflower | |
| On a Spanish afternoon | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 8 ... | |
| Don't be late | |
| You crept in | |
| Underneath the radar | |
| Living in a glass house | |
| Sleeping on a glass bed | |
| But my mind has taken photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Honey turn around | |
| And the shame remains |
| zuo ci : Luna, Wareham | |
| Sneakin' a kiss | |
| On the fire escape | |
| A little game of pup tent | |
| With a blanket and a broom | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 2 ... | |
| A piece of white chocolate | |
| And if you want me to, | |
| I' m gonna cry you a river tonight | |
| And if you ask me to, | |
| I' m gonna crawl right into your dreams | |
| And did you know, | |
| I feel a chokin' in the back of my throat | |
| I see you walkin' | |
| Walkin' on tippytoes | |
| Swayin' like a sunflower | |
| On a Spanish afternoon | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 8 ... | |
| Don' t be late | |
| You crept in | |
| Underneath the radar | |
| Living in a glass house | |
| Sleeping on a glass bed | |
| But my mind has taken photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Honey turn around | |
| And the shame remains |
| zuò cí : Luna, Wareham | |
| Sneakin' a kiss | |
| On the fire escape | |
| A little game of pup tent | |
| With a blanket and a broom | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 2 ... | |
| A piece of white chocolate | |
| And if you want me to, | |
| I' m gonna cry you a river tonight | |
| And if you ask me to, | |
| I' m gonna crawl right into your dreams | |
| And did you know, | |
| I feel a chokin' in the back of my throat | |
| I see you walkin' | |
| Walkin' on tippytoes | |
| Swayin' like a sunflower | |
| On a Spanish afternoon | |
| My mind is taking photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Exhibit number 8 ... | |
| Don' t be late | |
| You crept in | |
| Underneath the radar | |
| Living in a glass house | |
| Sleeping on a glass bed | |
| But my mind has taken photographs | |
| Of every little thing | |
| Honey turn around | |
| And the shame remains |