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 . . .Touched
You say that I am too
So much of what you say is true
I'll never find someone quite like you
Again
I'll never find someone quite like you
Like you
The razors and the dying roses plead
I don't leave you alone
The demi-gods and hungry ghosts of God
God knows I'm not at home
I'll never find someone quite like you
Again
I'll never find someone quite like you
Again
I, I looked into your eyes and saw
A world that does not exist
I looked into your eyes and saw
A world I wish I was in
I'll never find someone quite as touched
As you
I'll never love someone quite the way that I
Loved you