Lately . . .
I find myself out gazin` at stars,
Hearing guitars,
Like someone in love . . .
Sometimes . . .
The things I do astound me,
Mostly . . .
Whenever you`re around me . . .
Lately . . .
I seem to walk, as though I had wings,
Bump into things,
Like someone in love . . .
Each time I look at you,
I`m limp as a glove,
An` feelin` like someone in love . . .
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I bump into things,
Like someone in love . . .
Each time I look at you,
I`m limp as a glove,
An` feelin` like someone in love . . .