I must have left it on the table
Or the chair
Not sure
I didn't feel it was painless
Oh dear
I guess I'm just a little careless
I'll confess
When the music's on
Everything else gets lost

I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back

Too busy looking for the good side
Of the ball
To dance
I spun around and saw you leaving
That's weird
I thought I saw you by the punch bowl

I'll confess
I had no glasses on
you could have been anyone

I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back

And only now I find I lost it
At all
Somehow
You think you're fine
Until you land
On stones
And then you try to think what pushed you

I'll confess
I'm a mess insid
All my fun fell out

I think I'd like my soul back
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back