| 作曲 : Moor | |
| The way you arch your back | |
| And comb your hair | |
| The way you only come | |
| When no-one else is there | |
| The way you look like you might know a secret | |
| There's not a lot | |
| I can do It's peculiarly you | |
| Like the patron saint | |
| Of some great cause | |
| Clothes heaped in battles | |
| Around the bedroom floor | |
| And I ain't come to find and | |
| I ain't tryin' to save you | |
| There's not a lot | |
| I can do It's peculiarly you | |
| How well I know | |
| How well I know | |
| Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
| Leaving well enough alone... | |
| The way you're sacrificing | |
| Light for heat | |
| Worlds collide | |
| When others rarely meet | |
| The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
| There's not a lot | |
| I can do It's peculiarly you |
| zuo qu : Moor | |
| The way you arch your back | |
| And comb your hair | |
| The way you only come | |
| When noone else is there | |
| The way you look like you might know a secret | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
| Like the patron saint | |
| Of some great cause | |
| Clothes heaped in battles | |
| Around the bedroom floor | |
| And I ain' t come to find and | |
| I ain' t tryin' to save you | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
| How well I know | |
| How well I know | |
| Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
| Leaving well enough alone... | |
| The way you' re sacrificing | |
| Light for heat | |
| Worlds collide | |
| When others rarely meet | |
| The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you |
| zuò qǔ : Moor | |
| The way you arch your back | |
| And comb your hair | |
| The way you only come | |
| When noone else is there | |
| The way you look like you might know a secret | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
| Like the patron saint | |
| Of some great cause | |
| Clothes heaped in battles | |
| Around the bedroom floor | |
| And I ain' t come to find and | |
| I ain' t tryin' to save you | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you | |
| How well I know | |
| How well I know | |
| Oh, leaving well enough alone... | |
| Leaving well enough alone... | |
| The way you' re sacrificing | |
| Light for heat | |
| Worlds collide | |
| When others rarely meet | |
| The way you look like you might tell a secret | |
| There' s not a lot | |
| I can do It' s peculiarly you |