something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face头发垂在你的脸上
i love the shape you take 在爱潮中你的轮廓
when crawling towards the pillowcase在枕头中颤动
you tell me where to go and 你告诉我去向何处
though i might leave to find it 那么我将离开并找到它
i'll never let your head hit the bed我永远不会让你的头撞在床上
without my hand behind it 即便没有我的双手将它环绕