What a nice surprise and have I spoilt your appetite? And I told you once, I told you once So let me tell you twice, I wanted to say A toast to emotion Raise your glasses high and turn them this way A balance of hormones that makes you feel like no one else Makes you just the sane Here's to love, here's to hate Here's to everything that makes me realise This is a four letter word Here's to fear, here's to fate Here's to everything that makes me realise This is a four letter word oh, oh, oh It's coming loud and clear, God, I fancy you, my dear Well, I might be wrong, I might be wrong I might need glasses all along My deepest emotion Nothing more than a chemical equations Symphonies of stimulants Swimming 'round in a beating gland, nearly caused a traffic jam Here's to love, here's to hate Here's to everything that makes me realise This is a four letter word Here's to fear, here's to fate Here's to everything that makes me realise This is a four letter word Here's to love, here's to hate Here's to everything that makes me realise This is a four letter word, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh © FAUVE MUSIC; UNIVERSAL-SONGS OF POLYGRAM INT'L; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com