Lyrics

It must be something magic, the way she lets her spell Descend on me Like gravity Brought my wish down a well It could be supernatural, a metal man may tell That soon after He found me her He left the place he fell I think your body's beautiful The last think I would do Is let that metal man Aban- Don us and turn into A point The point Of which would be to drive it right on through The sweetest, softest skin of songs But that belongs To you