5.F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E
The room is cold and has been like this for several months. If I
close my
eyes I can visualise everything in it right down, right down to
the
broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table.
And the
world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape, the
same
events stuffed in a slightly different order each day. Just like
a modern
shopping centre. And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold. An as I'm
standing across this room I feel as if my whole life has been
leading to
this one moment. And as I touch your shoulder tonight this room
has
become the centre of the entire universe. So what do I do？ I've
got a
slightly sick feeling in my stomach like I'm standing on top of
a very
high building oh yeah. All the stuff they tell you about in the
movies but
this isn't chocolate boxes and roses. It's dirtier than that,
like some
small animal that only comes out at night. And I see flashes of
the
shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly and they make
me
have to sit down and catch my breath. It's so cold yeah, it's so
cold.
What is this feeling called love. Why me, why you, why here, why
now
ooh. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It
doesn't fit
my plans no. It's something I don't understand oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.
double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. Oh what is this thing that is happening
to me.
Oh. What is this feeling called love. Why me. Why you. Why here.
And
why now ooh. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient
no. It
doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What is this thing
that is
happening to me F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What
is
this thing that is happening to me. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,
oh yeah.
Ooh.
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