| Song | To Meet You |
| Artist | Teitur |
| Album | Poetry & Airplanes |
| 作曲 : Lassen | |
| It’s 5 miles 'til | |
| I see my lover | |
| I guess you could say | |
| That she’s more than that | |
| I’ve been sat in this seat now for hours | |
| Reading my book like a map | |
| Yeah, these windows are crying | |
| And this train is dying to meet you | |
| And this train is filled with emotions | |
| That all make me think about you | |
| When we pass these old desert stations | |
| I wanna go there with you | |
| Yeah, It’s 4 miles and counting | |
| And my hands are shouting to meet you | |
| To meet you is fine, for | |
| I know you’re all mine | |
| Waiting is nice, | |
| I can think of her eyes | |
| These tracks can lead | |
| Just to one place | |
| And your face that | |
| I’ll kissAnd embrace when | |
| I meet you | |
| I’m wondering if you’ll ever come with me | |
| We could play husband and wife | |
| We could waltz around this globe and it’s mysteries | |
| And then rest 'til the end of our lives | |
| Yeah, it’s 2 miles and closing | |
| And I’m overdosing in you | |
| To meet you, to meet you | |
| Yeah, these windows are crying | |
| And this train is dying to meet you |
| zuò qǔ : Lassen | |
| It' s 5 miles ' til | |
| I see my lover | |
| I guess you could say | |
| That she' s more than that | |
| I' ve been sat in this seat now for hours | |
| Reading my book like a map | |
| Yeah, these windows are crying | |
| And this train is dying to meet you | |
| And this train is filled with emotions | |
| That all make me think about you | |
| When we pass these old desert stations | |
| I wanna go there with you | |
| Yeah, It' s 4 miles and counting | |
| And my hands are shouting to meet you | |
| To meet you is fine, for | |
| I know you' re all mine | |
| Waiting is nice, | |
| I can think of her eyes | |
| These tracks can lead | |
| Just to one place | |
| And your face that | |
| I' ll kissAnd embrace when | |
| I meet you | |
| I' m wondering if you' ll ever come with me | |
| We could play husband and wife | |
| We could waltz around this globe and it' s mysteries | |
| And then rest ' til the end of our lives | |
| Yeah, it' s 2 miles and closing | |
| And I' m overdosing in you | |
| To meet you, to meet you | |
| Yeah, these windows are crying | |
| And this train is dying to meet you |