| Song | The Music Next Door |
| Artist | The Lucksmiths |
| Album | Warmer Corners |
| 作词 : Lucksmiths | |
| A week went by, and then another | |
| And not a word from you | |
| I remember when a day would be unusual | |
| I saw the spring become the summer | |
| As the spring is wont to do | |
| And I began to find the boredom almost beautiful | |
| Oh, I must admit I welcomed it | |
| As a month unfolded into a few | |
| I thought of you now and then | |
| I glimpsed you once but you were gone again | |
| When the autumn turned to winter | |
| As autumn ought to do | |
| I thought Oh! What if the sun never shone | |
| And then you sprang to mind unbidden | |
| When it didn’t | |
| It might have been the music from next door | |
| Reminded me I should have missed you more | |
| A song I’ve heard a hundred times before | |
| A year went by, and yet another | |
| And not a word from you | |
| I remember when a day would be unusual | |
| But I bumped into your brother | |
| In the supermarket queue | |
| And he wondered if the feeling wasn’t mutual | |
| Then, from in the wings, a neighbour sings | |
| It might have been the music from next door | |
| Reminded me I should have missed you more | |
| A song I’ve heard a hundred times before |
| zuò cí : Lucksmiths | |
| A week went by, and then another | |
| And not a word from you | |
| I remember when a day would be unusual | |
| I saw the spring become the summer | |
| As the spring is wont to do | |
| And I began to find the boredom almost beautiful | |
| Oh, I must admit I welcomed it | |
| As a month unfolded into a few | |
| I thought of you now and then | |
| I glimpsed you once but you were gone again | |
| When the autumn turned to winter | |
| As autumn ought to do | |
| I thought Oh! What if the sun never shone | |
| And then you sprang to mind unbidden | |
| When it didn' t | |
| It might have been the music from next door | |
| Reminded me I should have missed you more | |
| A song I' ve heard a hundred times before | |
| A year went by, and yet another | |
| And not a word from you | |
| I remember when a day would be unusual | |
| But I bumped into your brother | |
| In the supermarket queue | |
| And he wondered if the feeling wasn' t mutual | |
| Then, from in the wings, a neighbour sings | |
| It might have been the music from next door | |
| Reminded me I should have missed you more | |
| A song I' ve heard a hundred times before |