[00:00.571]Songs of Love -Ben Folds
[00:01.871]Written by ：Neil Hannon
[00:10.121]Pale pubescent beasts roam through the streets
[00:15.681]And coffee-shops their prey gather in herds
[00:21.870]Of stiff knee-length skirts and white ankle-socks
[00:28.330]But while they search for a mate my type hibernate
[00:33.310]In bedrooms above composing their songs of love
[00:46.70]Young uniform minds in uniform lines
[00:51.519]And uniform ties run round with trousers on fire
[00:58.199]And signs of desire they cannot disguise
[01:03.789]While I try to find words as light as the birds
[01:09.168]That circle above to put in my songs of love
[01:22.168]Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
[01:31.17]Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
[01:39.367]So sing while you have time let the sun shine down from above
[01:48.646]And fill you with songs of love
[02:32.516]Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
[02:41.546]Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
[02:50.286]So let's sing while we still can while the sun hangs high up above
[02:59.445]Wonderful songs of love beautiful songs of love
[03:17.425]Beautiful songs of love