| Song | Such Love |
| Artist | Harry Connick, Jr. |
| Album | Other Hours: Connick on Piano, Vol. 1 |
| 作曲 : Connick | |
| What used to be a halo | |
| Held above your head | |
| Has now become a noose | |
| Hanging there instead | |
| What used to be a love bird | |
| Glorious at least | |
| Has now become a buzzard | |
| Waiting for the feast | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Too bad I never had such love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| I'm glad I never had such love | |
| Once infatuation | |
| Meant a brand new start | |
| Now it's just a crush | |
| Extinguishing your heart | |
| What used to be a fire | |
| You needed to survive | |
| Has now become a fever | |
| Burning you alive | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| There's such a thing as too much love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Funny how hate can bring such love | |
| From my precious point of view | |
| It all seemed so unclear | |
| Why someone would want to do | |
| Something wrong to someone dear | |
| I've got quite the advantage now | |
| A fare more lucid view | |
| I can see so easily how | |
| One like me could get to you | |
| What used to be a heated | |
| Passionate embrace | |
| Has now become a claustrophobic | |
| Strangling disgrace | |
| What used to be an arrow | |
| Show with cupid's crest | |
| Has now become a bullet | |
| Ripping through your chest | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| From now on I'll never touch love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Better off living without love | |
| What used to be lust | |
| Rumbling in your soul | |
| Has become a lesson | |
| In utter self-control | |
| What used to be a promise | |
| Held with every breath | |
| Has now become a sentence | |
| Condemning you to death |
| zuò qǔ : Connick | |
| What used to be a halo | |
| Held above your head | |
| Has now become a noose | |
| Hanging there instead | |
| What used to be a love bird | |
| Glorious at least | |
| Has now become a buzzard | |
| Waiting for the feast | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Too bad I never had such love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| I' m glad I never had such love | |
| Once infatuation | |
| Meant a brand new start | |
| Now it' s just a crush | |
| Extinguishing your heart | |
| What used to be a fire | |
| You needed to survive | |
| Has now become a fever | |
| Burning you alive | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| There' s such a thing as too much love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Funny how hate can bring such love | |
| From my precious point of view | |
| It all seemed so unclear | |
| Why someone would want to do | |
| Something wrong to someone dear | |
| I' ve got quite the advantage now | |
| A fare more lucid view | |
| I can see so easily how | |
| One like me could get to you | |
| What used to be a heated | |
| Passionate embrace | |
| Has now become a claustrophobic | |
| Strangling disgrace | |
| What used to be an arrow | |
| Show with cupid' s crest | |
| Has now become a bullet | |
| Ripping through your chest | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| From now on I' ll never touch love | |
| Such love | |
| Such love | |
| Better off living without love | |
| What used to be lust | |
| Rumbling in your soul | |
| Has become a lesson | |
| In utter selfcontrol | |
| What used to be a promise | |
| Held with every breath | |
| Has now become a sentence | |
| Condemning you to death |