A piece of mind
A lost memory
Well look at the time I guess I should leave
But circumstance seemed to think a bit different
I caught her glance and I could feel the spirit
I've been dying to find somebody like you
I've been trying oh lord what can I do
My heart had a void
Replaced with my head
Till she ripped it up to make room instead
But I don't know if I can be so open
Vulnerable has never been an option
I've been dying to find somebody like you
I've been trying oh lord what can I do
I'm over the games that she doesn't play
I have a sickness she is my cure
I'm over the games that she doesn't play
I have a sickness she is my cure
What makes you happy
What makes you?
She said to me
What makes you compelled to
I've got to know
Inside you what drives you
I need to know
What makes you happy
What makes you?