| Song | When We Begin |
| Artist | Ellis Paul |
| Album | The Speed of Trees |
| 作曲 : Paul | |
| The black strapless dress fits just right | |
| The calendar's marked 6 friday night | |
| She puts on a little makeup | |
| First time since the break up | |
| But if she's moving on, she's gonna do it right | |
| Chorus | |
| So tell me the story | |
| Of all your past glories | |
| The lovers, the losers, the friends. | |
| Spill all your magic, | |
| The good times, and the tragic | |
| Tonight will this mystery end? | |
| When we begin, when we begin. | |
| His cab driver says, "here we are." | |
| It's pouring outside on the boulevard | |
| But he smiles as he tips him, | |
| Though a nervousness grips him | |
| He looks up at the place and pulls the door ajar | |
| Chorus | |
| She takes one last glance in the mirror | |
| He shakes himself off on the stairs | |
| He's fixing up the flowers | |
| She's looking up at the hour | |
| They both make a wish for one goodnight kiss | |
| He's knocking at the door... | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Paul | |
| The black strapless dress fits just right | |
| The calendar' s marked 6 friday night | |
| She puts on a little makeup | |
| First time since the break up | |
| But if she' s moving on, she' s gonna do it right | |
| Chorus | |
| So tell me the story | |
| Of all your past glories | |
| The lovers, the losers, the friends. | |
| Spill all your magic, | |
| The good times, and the tragic | |
| Tonight will this mystery end? | |
| When we begin, when we begin. | |
| His cab driver says, " here we are." | |
| It' s pouring outside on the boulevard | |
| But he smiles as he tips him, | |
| Though a nervousness grips him | |
| He looks up at the place and pulls the door ajar | |
| Chorus | |
| She takes one last glance in the mirror | |
| He shakes himself off on the stairs | |
| He' s fixing up the flowers | |
| She' s looking up at the hour | |
| They both make a wish for one goodnight kiss | |
| He' s knocking at the door... | |
| Chorus |