| Song | My Little Problem |
| Artist | The Church |
| Album | Sometime Anywhere |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kilbey, Willson-Piper | |
| You must have heard about my little problem | |
| Ah come on, you must have heard about it | |
| It's no ordinary problem | |
| Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it | |
| And of course it gets worse at night | |
| It gets late, things start to change | |
| Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging | |
| Hot late night bound to make us estranged | |
| Soft dead moon all over your shoulders | |
| Cold shadow in the glare of the glow | |
| Factory billboards on outskirts of city | |
| Shine down new attractions to the traffic below | |
| Remember this day | |
| Remember this room | |
| Remember this singer singing | |
| I remember you | |
| A sudden flash | |
| A sudden light | |
| Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night | |
| Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder | |
| I hear a mandolin in the springs | |
| Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor | |
| Dressed in your beloved's finest things | |
| Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking | |
| Am i the only one to succumb to their roar | |
| Well i know the form it is taking | |
| It's not making sense anymore | |
| The way you say you just wanna help me | |
| The way your clinging is slinging me under | |
| The strength i need already denied me | |
| Your big ideas and your little wonder | |
| Some people don't come over because of the problem | |
| I heard the top guy won't answer his phone | |
| I wonder if he has the same kind of problem | |
| A little difficulty of his own | |
| So take this plastic and rent me some wheels | |
| Or maybe i'll try to fly | |
| No reservations, i'll see how it feels | |
| When i'm over your house up in the sky | |
| And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds | |
| You will be far away | |
| Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined | |
| Deep in your dream i hear you say | |
| Have you heard about my little problem | |
| I just know it isn't a secret | |
| It's just a very ordinary problem | |
| The secret doesn't matter if you keep it or leak it |
| zuo ci : Kilbey, WillsonPiper | |
| You must have heard about my little problem | |
| Ah come on, you must have heard about it | |
| It' s no ordinary problem | |
| Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it | |
| And of course it gets worse at night | |
| It gets late, things start to change | |
| Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging | |
| Hot late night bound to make us estranged | |
| Soft dead moon all over your shoulders | |
| Cold shadow in the glare of the glow | |
| Factory billboards on outskirts of city | |
| Shine down new attractions to the traffic below | |
| Remember this day | |
| Remember this room | |
| Remember this singer singing | |
| I remember you | |
| A sudden flash | |
| A sudden light | |
| Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night | |
| Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder | |
| I hear a mandolin in the springs | |
| Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor | |
| Dressed in your beloved' s finest things | |
| Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking | |
| Am i the only one to succumb to their roar | |
| Well i know the form it is taking | |
| It' s not making sense anymore | |
| The way you say you just wanna help me | |
| The way your clinging is slinging me under | |
| The strength i need already denied me | |
| Your big ideas and your little wonder | |
| Some people don' t come over because of the problem | |
| I heard the top guy won' t answer his phone | |
| I wonder if he has the same kind of problem | |
| A little difficulty of his own | |
| So take this plastic and rent me some wheels | |
| Or maybe i' ll try to fly | |
| No reservations, i' ll see how it feels | |
| When i' m over your house up in the sky | |
| And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds | |
| You will be far away | |
| Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined | |
| Deep in your dream i hear you say | |
| Have you heard about my little problem | |
| I just know it isn' t a secret | |
| It' s just a very ordinary problem | |
| The secret doesn' t matter if you keep it or leak it |
| zuò cí : Kilbey, WillsonPiper | |
| You must have heard about my little problem | |
| Ah come on, you must have heard about it | |
| It' s no ordinary problem | |
| Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it | |
| And of course it gets worse at night | |
| It gets late, things start to change | |
| Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging | |
| Hot late night bound to make us estranged | |
| Soft dead moon all over your shoulders | |
| Cold shadow in the glare of the glow | |
| Factory billboards on outskirts of city | |
| Shine down new attractions to the traffic below | |
| Remember this day | |
| Remember this room | |
| Remember this singer singing | |
| I remember you | |
| A sudden flash | |
| A sudden light | |
| Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night | |
| Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder | |
| I hear a mandolin in the springs | |
| Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor | |
| Dressed in your beloved' s finest things | |
| Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking | |
| Am i the only one to succumb to their roar | |
| Well i know the form it is taking | |
| It' s not making sense anymore | |
| The way you say you just wanna help me | |
| The way your clinging is slinging me under | |
| The strength i need already denied me | |
| Your big ideas and your little wonder | |
| Some people don' t come over because of the problem | |
| I heard the top guy won' t answer his phone | |
| I wonder if he has the same kind of problem | |
| A little difficulty of his own | |
| So take this plastic and rent me some wheels | |
| Or maybe i' ll try to fly | |
| No reservations, i' ll see how it feels | |
| When i' m over your house up in the sky | |
| And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds | |
| You will be far away | |
| Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined | |
| Deep in your dream i hear you say | |
| Have you heard about my little problem | |
| I just know it isn' t a secret | |
| It' s just a very ordinary problem | |
| The secret doesn' t matter if you keep it or leak it |