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 visualize

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 shuffled in a slightly different order

Each day

Just like a modern shopping centre

And it's so cold

Yeah, it's so cold

What

Is

This

Feeling called love?

Why me?

Why you?

Why here?

Why now?

Ah, 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

And as I stand and cross the room, I feel as if (F-E-E-L-I-N-G)

My whole life has been leading to this one moment (C-A, double-L, E-D)

And as I touch your shoulder tonight (L-O-V-E)

This room has become the centre (What is this thing that is happenin' to me?)

Of the entire universe (Oh)

So what do I do?

I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach

Like I'm standing on the 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

And it's so cold

Yeah, it's so cold

What

Is

This

Feeling called love?

Why me?

Why you?

Why here?

And why now?

Ow, it doesn't make no sense, no

It's not convenient, no

It doesn't fit my plans

But I've got that taste in my mouth again, oh

And the whole world begins to spin, spin outside (F-E-E-L-I-N-G)

The window, faster, and faster, and faster (C-A, double-L, E-D)

And this is the only place in focus (L-O-V-E)

The hook upon which everything else revolves (What is this thing that is happenin' to me?)

F-E-E-L-I-N-G (Oh, yeah)

C-A, double-L, E-D

L-O-V-E

What is this thing that is happenin' to me? Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Oh