| Song | Lightbulb Song |
| Artist | Carina Round |
| Album | The First Blood Mystery |
| 作曲 : Round | |
| Fade into blue | |
| Every time I take myself | |
| Where can I take you? | |
| Where you won't be there? | |
| Out of my reach | |
| The past hangs bright like | |
| 1800 watt lightbulb | |
| Illuminating my mind | |
| I just don't know anymore | |
| What you're thinking or when you're thinking about it | |
| Would you touch me or would you rather do without it? | |
| All your life, well do you crave for something more? | |
| It's high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
| All your life, do you crave for something more? | |
| These dreams, my fears, they disappear, I'm falling free, falling free | |
| Passion and desire | |
| My heat is rising | |
| There's a hungry dog howling | |
| In the throes of my mind | |
| All that's left, anymore | |
| A heartbeat through our young skin | |
| Nothing comes out | |
| And nothing goes in | |
| All your life do you crave for something more? | |
| It's high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
| All your life do you crave for something more? | |
| In dreams my fears, they disappear, failing, falling | |
| All your life do you pray for something more? | |
| Your dreams, my fears they disappear, they disappear, they disappear | |
| All your life do you crave something more? | |
| The dreams, my fears they disappear, words just trip, words just trip | |
| From your fingertips | |
| All that's left, anymore, | |
| A heartbeat through iron skin | |
| Nothing comes out and nothing goes in |
| zuò qǔ : Round | |
| Fade into blue | |
| Every time I take myself | |
| Where can I take you? | |
| Where you won' t be there? | |
| Out of my reach | |
| The past hangs bright like | |
| 1800 watt lightbulb | |
| Illuminating my mind | |
| I just don' t know anymore | |
| What you' re thinking or when you' re thinking about it | |
| Would you touch me or would you rather do without it? | |
| All your life, well do you crave for something more? | |
| It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
| All your life, do you crave for something more? | |
| These dreams, my fears, they disappear, I' m falling free, falling free | |
| Passion and desire | |
| My heat is rising | |
| There' s a hungry dog howling | |
| In the throes of my mind | |
| All that' s left, anymore | |
| A heartbeat through our young skin | |
| Nothing comes out | |
| And nothing goes in | |
| All your life do you crave for something more? | |
| It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
| All your life do you crave for something more? | |
| In dreams my fears, they disappear, failing, falling | |
| All your life do you pray for something more? | |
| Your dreams, my fears they disappear, they disappear, they disappear | |
| All your life do you crave something more? | |
| The dreams, my fears they disappear, words just trip, words just trip | |
| From your fingertips | |
| All that' s left, anymore, | |
| A heartbeat through iron skin | |
| Nothing comes out and nothing goes in |