Lyrics of Yang Qianyi's I am a sheep

You live in Boston. I live in Swire city

I'm working hard in the classroom. You're not awake yet

When you want to skate in the afternoon

In fact, I am counting the stars

If you have to imagine that I'm your sheep

Close your eyes and see that I'm still like this

When you can't sleep at night

I hope I can make you hangover

Counting from the right to the left is very orderly

I'll be counted by you and chased by you

As a result, we can only dream, but we can't get together

It doesn't really make you sleep

Thank you for counting me with your eyes closed

Strong and quiet

If there are tears in my eyes

There's nothing wrong with it

Maybe I miss too much

I'm afraid if there's a wrong number of days

It's easy to get cold and forget the beginning

I'll never count the consequences

How I think I can make you happy

Go to sleep and get close to me

I can't taste the whole cake

If I win the race, you can't shout

As long as your heart is connected

If you can doze off, you will see what I look like

I told you to cry through the receiver

It's a pity that there's sound but no painting

Even if it's an air mail movie

Fear of deviation

Not enough fantasy before going to bed

I hope you will leave one day

The sheep beside my pillow is still me