Lyrics of "all year round" by Zhou Bichang

Monday black eye

Tuesday message

Wednesday toast

Thursday keys

Friday old coffee shop

Satellite mobile route

Sunday white mattress

Every day, every day

Every detail is relevant

There's an invisible line here and there

Connect my missing to your face

Close my eyes in this street

I feel like you're in my ear

Fold your world in half, fold it in half again

I felt really heavy in my pocket

You're at my fingertips

Day after day, little by little

I think you are my authority. I'll take it or not

Monday black eye

Tuesday message

How to order noodles with Wednesday sauce

All year round

Thursday keys

Idiomatic words of Friday

Satellite mobile route

It's Sunday and Monday

Every detail is relevant

There must be a dotted line on this side

Connect missing to your face

Close my eyes in this street

Feel like you're in your ear, your world

Half fold, half fold again, in my heart

Suddenly feel really heavy

You'll show up around the corner

Day after day, little by little

I think you are my authority. I'll take it or not

Monday black eye

Tuesday message

How to order noodles with Wednesday sauce

All year round

Thursday keys

Idiomatic words of Friday

Satellite mobile route

It's Sunday and Monday

Seven days a week, one year

The feeling of feeling is never far away

You don't have to be by my side every day

The feeling of feeling is never far away

Monday wants to sleep

Tuesday message

Wednesday eating pickled bamboo shoots

All year round

Thursday keys

A message from Friday

Satellite mobile route

It's Sunday and Monday

!! Wish all fans a smooth 2008!!