Lately . . .

I find myself out gazin' at stars,

Hearing guitars,

Like someone in love . . .

Sometimes . . .

The things I do astound me,

Mostly . . .

Whenever you're around me . . .

Lately . . .

I seem to walk, as though I had wings,

Bump into things,

Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,

I'm limp as a glove,

An' feelin' like someone in love . . .

I bump into things,

Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,

I'm limp as a glove,

An' feelin' like someone in love . . .