[00:00.000] 作词 : Greg Brown/John McCrea
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Greg Brown/John McCrea
[00:41.000]She＇s writing she＇s writing she＇s writing a novel
[00:46.000]She＇s writing, she＇s weaving, conceiving a plot
[00:51.000]It quickens it thickens you can＇t put it down now
[00:55.000]It takes you it shakes you it makes you lose your thought
[00:59.000]But you＇re caught in your own glory
[01:04.000]You are believing your own stories
[01:10.000]Writing your own headlines
[01:12.000]Ignoring your own deadlines
[01:14.000]But now you＇ve got to write them all again
[01:19.000]You think she＇s an open book
[01:24.000]But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you
[01:29.000]You think she＇s an open book
[01:33.000]But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you
[02:04.000]You want her confront her just open your window
[02:08.000]Unbolt it unlock it unfasten your latch
[02:12.998]You want it confront it just open your window
[02:17.998]All you really have to do is ask
[02:20.998]But you＇re caught in your own glory
[02:25.998]You are believing your own stories
[02:30.998]Timing your contractions
[02:32.998]Inventing small contraptions
[02:35.998]That＇ll roll across your polished hardwood floors
[02:40.998]You think she＇s an open book
[02:45.998]But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you
[02:49.998]You think she＇s an open book
[02:53.998]But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you
[03:20.998]You think she＇s an open book
[03:23.998]But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you do you

作词 : Greg Brown/John McCrea
作曲 : Greg Brown/John McCrea
She＇s writing she＇s writing she＇s writing a novel
She＇s writing, she＇s weaving, conceiving a plot
It quickens it thickens you can＇t put it down now
It takes you it shakes you it makes you lose your thought
But you＇re caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Writing your own headlines
Ignoring your own deadlines
But now you＇ve got to write them all again
You think she＇s an open book
But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you
You think she＇s an open book
But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you
You want her confront her just open your window
Unbolt it unlock it unfasten your latch
You want it confront it just open your window
All you really have to do is ask
But you＇re caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Timing your contractions
Inventing small contraptions
That＇ll roll across your polished hardwood floors
You think she＇s an open book
But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you
You think she＇s an open book
But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you
You think she＇s an open book
But you don＇t know which page to turn to, do you do you do you do you