Sing a song about it
write a book about it
tell a friend about it
throw your arms around me

It's automatic
and oh so dramatic
I will ambush everyone
and infiltrate your very heart

Play that song again
I like the melody
We'll start again brand new
It always comes right back to you

It's automatic
and oh so dramatic
I will ambush everyone
and infiltrate your very heart

Where is my heart?
Where is my soul?
What is my destiny
for these dreams I've dreamed?

It's pretty things
Like diamond rings
it falls apart
before it starts.