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  • 作曲 : Eleni Mandell
    Found the treasure at last
    We have to count backwards
    You start at the end'
    Til we find what we're after
    There are two kinds of men
    He could never be true
    But am I just like him?
    Am I unfaithful too?
    I was drawing a map
    But I couldn't have known
    Take a right, take a left
    You'll know when you get there
    The puzzle will fit
    Late one night
    MontrealWith his clothes on the floor
    And his artificial fire
    Is there anybody counting
    This mathematical equation?
    Could there be another answer?
    Could I change his mind
    Or could he change mine?
    Why can't there be one?
    He tried to explain
    In the dark
    I would laugh
    We were talking and naked
    Reading my map
    Late one night in
    MontrealFound the treasure at last
    It was artificial fire
    Is there anybody counting
    This mathematical equation?
    Could there be another answer?
    Could he change my mind
    Or could I change his mind?
    It was new, it was old
    From the start it was both
    And a year nearly passed
    And one night
    MontrealI'm a killer at heart
    And I wanted to feel
    So I laid out my trap
    With my artificial fire
  • 作曲 : Eleni Mandell
    Found the treasure at last
    We have to count backwards
    You start at the end'
    Til we find what we're after
    There are two kinds of men
    He could never be true
    But am I just like him?
    Am I unfaithful too?
    I was drawing a map
    But I couldn't have known
    Take a right, take a left
    You'll know when you get there
    The puzzle will fit
    Late one night
    MontrealWith his clothes on the floor
    And his artificial fire
    Is there anybody counting
    This mathematical equation?
    Could there be another answer?
    Could I change his mind
    Or could he change mine?
    Why can't there be one?
    He tried to explain
    In the dark
    I would laugh
    We were talking and naked
    Reading my map
    Late one night in
    MontrealFound the treasure at last
    It was artificial fire
    Is there anybody counting
    This mathematical equation?
    Could there be another answer?
    Could he change my mind
    Or could I change his mind?
    It was new, it was old
    From the start it was both
    And a year nearly passed
    And one night
    MontrealI'm a killer at heart
    And I wanted to feel
    So I laid out my trap
    With my artificial fire