| Song | Bright Shiny Lights |
| Artist | Patrick Watson |
| Album | Close To Paradise |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Watson | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shining so bright | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things we used to own | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight |
| zuo qu : Watson | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shining so bright | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things we used to own | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight |
| zuò qǔ : Watson | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things you used to own | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shining so bright | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Blinding the simple man | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| Oh those bright shinny lights | |
| There shinning so bright | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| On all the simple things we used to own | |
| There casting a shadow | |
| Oh what a sorrowful sight |