作詞：Olivier Cong
作曲：Olivier Cong
編曲：Olivier Cong
Beginners (What We Talk About When We Talk About Love)
Performer：Olivier Cong
Composer ：Olivier Cong
Lyricist ：Olivier Cong
Arranger ：Olivier Cong
Producer ：Adrian Chow
The quiet man sits and stares he sees the smallest things
The moon tonight is full of scars any damn fool could put a face on it
She has confidence in me and confidence in him
But no one likes a change it seems a lifetime's too short for that
Our lady of sorrows
Please give me my morals
That talk about love
It's killing me
He saw the time and went outside to light a cigarette
But he said he stopped long ago so I said I'd smoke one with him
And he said
'The one before and the ones to be don't read into it
Cause I I would I would have died for her'
Our lady of sorrows
Please give me my morals
That talk about love
It's killing me
Our visions of tomorrow
Is filled with such sorrows
Stop that talk about love
It's killing me
For we are young
The flowers never die
It never dies
Like feathers on her wings
It's pure and light
Finally he felt the warmth through the windowpane
She left him there with what was left the smell of cigarettes
The things he loves would suck the air out and suffocate him
But one more smile is all it takes
It's all it takes