Lately I find myself out gazing 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,
And feeling like someone in love.

(Instrumental interlude - first two lines of first verse)

Sometimes the things I do astound me,
Mostly whenever you're around me.

Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
I bump into things like someone in love;
Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove,
And feeling like someone in love.