每天花一个钟头 应该不止
含蓄的想著关于你的事
你听话时的专注 你大笑时的放肆

每天花几个钟头 我不清楚
专心的想著你长得样子
你认真时的严肃 你调皮时的幼稚

也许我比较闲 但忙的时候仍然想念
这奇怪的感觉
远远超过了我的初恋
maybe you're my
i think you're my mr. right
mr. right
you're my mr. right
这样算不算是爱
我不明白

when i smell you i get high
when i smell you i get high
也许我让一点
只想跟你很长的时间
我在你的面前
别人看不见
maybe you're my
i think you're my mr. right
maybe you're my
i think you're my mr. right
maybe you're my
i think you're my mr. right
maybe you're my