Zita Swoon

I'm thinking about you all the time
Is it the haul of the devil or a sound devine?
I know it's wrong but I know it's right
I gotta get a grip on you somehow

I spend my days and I spend my nights
going over every second of the time we had
going over the saints
going over the dreams
dripping over of the edges of reality

I'm thinking about you all the time
Well I don't do me no good
because my lover rewinds (?)
There's something in the air
It feels cold as ice
I guess that everytime you pray
you gotta pay the price

I'm thinking about you all the time
Who are you when you wait your precious ghost to mine? (?)
I hope that when you leave I will survive
But today I feel I've grounded in the C.O.Y.
I know it sounds bizarre but that's the way it is
I grab the moment I will call you for another kiss
I never ever had a doubt about the life I lead
but since we met ...(that kind of woman?)... that's all I need

the apples and the pears they taste so good
the sun is coming up and it will do me good
the birds are singing in the trees
oh that's like then there's a little bit of inner peace

I'm thinking about you all the time
but I don't really know why, it's an emotional crime
I gotta get back to where I was before
when I get there, all I do is think some more

I'm thinking about you all the time
Is it the haul of the devil or a sound devine?
I know it's wrong but I know it's right
I gotta get a grip on you somehow
I gotta get a grip on you somehow
I gotta get a grip on you somehow