| Song | Maria's Beautiful Mess |
| Artist | Ellis Paul |
| Album | Ellis Paul Essentials |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Paul | |
| She fell to the mattress | |
| With the grace of an actress | |
| You're falling like a thief from a roof. | |
| She's asking for proof , "are you staying?" | |
| Outside you hear mission bells. | |
| Welcome to maria's beautiful mess, | |
| In a cluttered apartment on the west side. | |
| She pulls the blinds while, | |
| You watch how her dress falls round her . | |
| Chorus | |
| And the world slows, a clock shows | |
| A wrinkle in the flow of time | |
| And she steps close, her eyes glow, | |
| Lips pop open like a bottle of wine | |
| And she loves like it's thirst | |
| Like she's never been hurt, | |
| She dances just like nobody's watching. | |
| Is this love? is this cursed? | |
| It feels like the first time falling | |
| Nobody's watching, nobody's watching, | |
| Nobody's watching, watching | |
| Now she puts on some music, | |
| She asks you to choose it | |
| You sang her back a gershwin line. | |
| Now ella is singing holy, soulfully | |
| Bringing up better times | |
| And beneath the tunes, | |
| She's smiling on an unmade bed | |
| She says, "what's in the middle that scares you, | |
| Does it dare you | |
| To take a moment and just slow down?" | |
| Chorus | |
| Pull the curtains all down | |
| On the prince or a clown, | |
| She's smiling like the mona lisa. | |
| You could conquer this town. | |
| If your feet touched the ground, | |
| But you're falling boy | |
| I know, i see you | |
| I see you, i see, i see, | |
| I see you |
| zuo qu : Paul | |
| She fell to the mattress | |
| With the grace of an actress | |
| You' re falling like a thief from a roof. | |
| She' s asking for proof , " are you staying?" | |
| Outside you hear mission bells. | |
| Welcome to maria' s beautiful mess, | |
| In a cluttered apartment on the west side. | |
| She pulls the blinds while, | |
| You watch how her dress falls round her . | |
| Chorus | |
| And the world slows, a clock shows | |
| A wrinkle in the flow of time | |
| And she steps close, her eyes glow, | |
| Lips pop open like a bottle of wine | |
| And she loves like it' s thirst | |
| Like she' s never been hurt, | |
| She dances just like nobody' s watching. | |
| Is this love? is this cursed? | |
| It feels like the first time falling | |
| Nobody' s watching, nobody' s watching, | |
| Nobody' s watching, watching | |
| Now she puts on some music, | |
| She asks you to choose it | |
| You sang her back a gershwin line. | |
| Now ella is singing holy, soulfully | |
| Bringing up better times | |
| And beneath the tunes, | |
| She' s smiling on an unmade bed | |
| She says, " what' s in the middle that scares you, | |
| Does it dare you | |
| To take a moment and just slow down?" | |
| Chorus | |
| Pull the curtains all down | |
| On the prince or a clown, | |
| She' s smiling like the mona lisa. | |
| You could conquer this town. | |
| If your feet touched the ground, | |
| But you' re falling boy | |
| I know, i see you | |
| I see you, i see, i see, | |
| I see you |
| zuò qǔ : Paul | |
| She fell to the mattress | |
| With the grace of an actress | |
| You' re falling like a thief from a roof. | |
| She' s asking for proof , " are you staying?" | |
| Outside you hear mission bells. | |
| Welcome to maria' s beautiful mess, | |
| In a cluttered apartment on the west side. | |
| She pulls the blinds while, | |
| You watch how her dress falls round her . | |
| Chorus | |
| And the world slows, a clock shows | |
| A wrinkle in the flow of time | |
| And she steps close, her eyes glow, | |
| Lips pop open like a bottle of wine | |
| And she loves like it' s thirst | |
| Like she' s never been hurt, | |
| She dances just like nobody' s watching. | |
| Is this love? is this cursed? | |
| It feels like the first time falling | |
| Nobody' s watching, nobody' s watching, | |
| Nobody' s watching, watching | |
| Now she puts on some music, | |
| She asks you to choose it | |
| You sang her back a gershwin line. | |
| Now ella is singing holy, soulfully | |
| Bringing up better times | |
| And beneath the tunes, | |
| She' s smiling on an unmade bed | |
| She says, " what' s in the middle that scares you, | |
| Does it dare you | |
| To take a moment and just slow down?" | |
| Chorus | |
| Pull the curtains all down | |
| On the prince or a clown, | |
| She' s smiling like the mona lisa. | |
| You could conquer this town. | |
| If your feet touched the ground, | |
| But you' re falling boy | |
| I know, i see you | |
| I see you, i see, i see, | |
| I see you |