| Song | Nothing Would Matter At All - normal |
| Artist | Jeff Hanson |
| Album | Madam Owl |
| 作曲 : Hanson | |
| I wonder what I can do for a living | |
| Something that makes you all proud | |
| But won’t keep me up at night | |
| If I could go straight down to the city | |
| I would run every light | |
| Then nothing would matter at all | |
| Nothing would matter at all | |
| I’ve made up my mind just to do as I’ve wanted | |
| Something is ringing my ears | |
| How we move side to side | |
| So let me be sure and everyone notice | |
| Why does it take all our time? | |
| Then nothing can have us at all | |
| I’m not sure now I can love you | |
| I never said that I would | |
| Get by on just getting by | |
| And I think we should | |
| Paint every town, up and then down | |
| Then make it home dear darling | |
| The wind in the trees | |
| How it will shine | |
| Let’s make it ours | |
| Try as they might | |
| Still it will burn | |
| Then we’ll be gone | |
| I won’t know another friend | |
| But you’ve never been kind | |
| I say we leave you behind | |
| Open the shades lay down on the mattress | |
| Somebody’s making the rounds | |
| At least it just seems to be | |
| The corner of my own street puts me over | |
| I miss the ones that I know | |
| So don’t we feel sorry now? |
| zuò qǔ : Hanson | |
| I wonder what I can do for a living | |
| Something that makes you all proud | |
| But won' t keep me up at night | |
| If I could go straight down to the city | |
| I would run every light | |
| Then nothing would matter at all | |
| Nothing would matter at all | |
| I' ve made up my mind just to do as I' ve wanted | |
| Something is ringing my ears | |
| How we move side to side | |
| So let me be sure and everyone notice | |
| Why does it take all our time? | |
| Then nothing can have us at all | |
| I' m not sure now I can love you | |
| I never said that I would | |
| Get by on just getting by | |
| And I think we should | |
| Paint every town, up and then down | |
| Then make it home dear darling | |
| The wind in the trees | |
| How it will shine | |
| Let' s make it ours | |
| Try as they might | |
| Still it will burn | |
| Then we' ll be gone | |
| I won' t know another friend | |
| But you' ve never been kind | |
| I say we leave you behind | |
| Open the shades lay down on the mattress | |
| Somebody' s making the rounds | |
| At least it just seems to be | |
| The corner of my own street puts me over | |
| I miss the ones that I know | |
| So don' t we feel sorry now? |