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 inside
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