I feel a little cynical
Love is like a drug
And sometimes I'm in the amorous coma
I'm begging you to pull the plug
Just as I say no more
I meet a dark-eyed woman
Made my heart beat like a drum
Made me feel sixteen again
Yeah

And she's
Like standing on the end
And she's
Like finding a lost friend
With all these feelings and such
They rise to the surface
When I feel her touch
When she's
Singing songs on the radio

Is it my imagination
Or does food taste better
And I lose all self-control
When I see her in that sweater
My friends all shake their heads
Waiting for the fall
But I pay no attention
I'm dazzled by the beauty of it all

And she's
Like standing on the end
And she's
Like finding a lost friend
With all these feelings and such
They rise to the surface
When I feel her touch
When she's
Singing songs on the radio

It can't all be about sadness
Darkness and the rain
I feel a little burst of joy in my heart
And I'll never be the same again

And she's
Like standing on the end
And she's
Like finding a lost friend
With all these feelings and such
They rise to the surface
When I feel her touch
When she's
Singing songs on the radio