| Song | I Think About |
| Artist | Toad the Wet Sprocket |
| Album | Pale |
| 作词 : Toad the Wet Sprocket | |
| Watching me | |
| A bird upon a roof with coal-black feathers | |
| Cocks his head | |
| To catch my eye | |
| Wandering and unfocused i cannot meet his stare | |
| He takes to wing | |
| Silhouette against the sun | |
| Surrounded by the glare | |
| Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
| And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
| Strange to find the calendar my enemy | |
| And scared that when i die so will the things | |
| I think about | |
| I believe in so many things | |
| I know that none of them are true | |
| And my feet | |
| Firm upon a pathway i am far too blind to see | |
| Leading me | |
| Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
| And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
| Scared to find the calendar my enemy | |
| And when i die so will the thousand things | |
| I think about | |
| On and on and on... |
| zuò cí : Toad the Wet Sprocket | |
| Watching me | |
| A bird upon a roof with coalblack feathers | |
| Cocks his head | |
| To catch my eye | |
| Wandering and unfocused i cannot meet his stare | |
| He takes to wing | |
| Silhouette against the sun | |
| Surrounded by the glare | |
| Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
| And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
| Strange to find the calendar my enemy | |
| And scared that when i die so will the things | |
| I think about | |
| I believe in so many things | |
| I know that none of them are true | |
| And my feet | |
| Firm upon a pathway i am far too blind to see | |
| Leading me | |
| Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
| And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
| Scared to find the calendar my enemy | |
| And when i die so will the thousand things | |
| I think about | |
| On and on and on... |