Where does your magic come from
I wonder when I look at you, girl, I’m enchanted
That among all the noise
I need calm
And in all the calm
I need noise
And I’m going out to drink
I’m already used to not behaving well
I don’t know anything now, and you want to know
I want to fly now, and you want to run
I’ve got something with you, a certain “I don’t know what”
That’s hard to explain
That “I don’t know”
Where do you come from?
You’re like me, but a little crazier
And you cross me out
When you look at me and start biting your lip
And the lights go out
Just a look from you undresses me
But you don’t know anything
And I’m going out to drink
And I’m already used to not behaving well
I don’t know anything now, and you want to know
I want to fly now, and you want to run
I want to fly now, and you want to run far from here
And I won’t change, ’cause I’ve tried, but I can’t
Where does your magic come from?
You have that “something” that I know I want
Where does your magic come from?
And I won’t change, ’cause I’ve tried, but I can’t
Where does your magic come from?
And I won’t change; in fact, I don’t even want to
I’ve got something with you, a certain “I don’t know what”
That’s hard to explain
That “I don’t know”