| Song | Sometimes Less Is More |
| Artist | Justin Hayward |
| Album | The View from the Hill |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hayward, Lambert | |
| This time i'mnot gonna go so crazy | |
| I'm not gonna let it faze me | |
| I'm building my resistance | |
| Bound to keep my distance | |
| Slowly, determined to take it slowly | |
| Refusing to let it throw me | |
| Feeling every feeling | |
| Staring at the ceiling | |
| And if it's real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it's love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| This time i'm not going to stoke the fire | |
| I'm not going to walk the wire | |
| Oh heart you've learned your lesson | |
| Love is not obsesssion | |
| Easy, i swear that i'll take it easy | |
| And passion you won't deceive me | |
| I'll hear the music playing | |
| Hear the songbird saying | |
| And if it's real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it's love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| And if it's real, i will know | |
| Know this time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it's love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more |
| zuo qu : Hayward, Lambert | |
| This time i' mnot gonna go so crazy | |
| I' m not gonna let it faze me | |
| I' m building my resistance | |
| Bound to keep my distance | |
| Slowly, determined to take it slowly | |
| Refusing to let it throw me | |
| Feeling every feeling | |
| Staring at the ceiling | |
| And if it' s real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| This time i' m not going to stoke the fire | |
| I' m not going to walk the wire | |
| Oh heart you' ve learned your lesson | |
| Love is not obsesssion | |
| Easy, i swear that i' ll take it easy | |
| And passion you won' t deceive me | |
| I' ll hear the music playing | |
| Hear the songbird saying | |
| And if it' s real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| And if it' s real, i will know | |
| Know this time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more |
| zuò qǔ : Hayward, Lambert | |
| This time i' mnot gonna go so crazy | |
| I' m not gonna let it faze me | |
| I' m building my resistance | |
| Bound to keep my distance | |
| Slowly, determined to take it slowly | |
| Refusing to let it throw me | |
| Feeling every feeling | |
| Staring at the ceiling | |
| And if it' s real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| This time i' m not going to stoke the fire | |
| I' m not going to walk the wire | |
| Oh heart you' ve learned your lesson | |
| Love is not obsesssion | |
| Easy, i swear that i' ll take it easy | |
| And passion you won' t deceive me | |
| I' ll hear the music playing | |
| Hear the songbird saying | |
| And if it' s real, a heart will know | |
| All the time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more | |
| And if it' s real, i will know | |
| Know this time | |
| And come the spring, it will grow | |
| Or die upon the vine | |
| But if it' s love, love will come | |
| Knocking at my door | |
| I do believe it now | |
| Sometimes less is more |