The Spell

The spell (under my skin again)

And here I stand
Once again
Easily moved
By a simple thought

Soon I’ll be back on that troublesome road
Cause I’m fooled believing that my love
Is a secret code

To her heart
And it takes ways
For me to know

Oh she’s under my skin again
Oh she’s working with how and when
Oh she’s under my skin again
Under my skin again

There’s all these words
That lay there claim to honesty
And feelings stand by modestly, but oh

Love was once
Just like truth that one could hold
Now dreams are paper jets

To fold
And it takes days
For me to know

Oh, I’m under her skin again
Oh, we’re working with how and when
Oh, we’re under the spell again
We’re under the spell again
I need to move on
But she’s got me stuck right there