| Song | Shrinking Violet |
| Artist | Bishop Allen |
| Album | The Broken String |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rice, Rudder | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But the bulb don't burn anymore | |
| Ain't it a shame just how much rain we got | |
| The April showers blot out the sun | |
| So much dear that your roots still rot | |
| And we're waiting til the kingdom come | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But, the bulb don't burn anymore | |
| The night chain rain will fall on us | |
| The daffodil's struck down | |
| But, in the morning, glorious | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come |
| zuo qu : Rice, Rudder | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But the bulb don' t burn anymore | |
| Ain' t it a shame just how much rain we got | |
| The April showers blot out the sun | |
| So much dear that your roots still rot | |
| And we' re waiting til the kingdom come | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But, the bulb don' t burn anymore | |
| The night chain rain will fall on us | |
| The daffodil' s struck down | |
| But, in the morning, glorious | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come |
| zuò qǔ : Rice, Rudder | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But the bulb don' t burn anymore | |
| Ain' t it a shame just how much rain we got | |
| The April showers blot out the sun | |
| So much dear that your roots still rot | |
| And we' re waiting til the kingdom come | |
| Oh, my shrinking violet | |
| I left my basket of impatience at your door | |
| I brought my tulips for your two lips | |
| But, the bulb don' t burn anymore | |
| The night chain rain will fall on us | |
| The daffodil' s struck down | |
| But, in the morning, glorious | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come | |
| I will wait until the kingdom come |