I don't think either of us

Thought much of the consequences

Cos at the time my mind was

Holding on for self defence

I didn't know it might be love

What in the hell was I thinking of



Lost all my sense of reason

The day that I found you

I'm going out of my head

What more can I do?

I didn't know it might be love

What in the hell was I thinking of



CHORUS

I can't talk and I can't see

I don't dare to disbelieve

I can't feel it's all unreal

I can barely even

Breathe 



Lost all my sense of reason

The day that I found you

I'm going out of my head

What more can I do?

I didn't know it might be love

What in the hell was I thinking of



CHORUS

I can't talk and I can't see

I don't dare to disbelieve

I can't feel it's all unreal

I can barely even

Breathe 

Breathe



Produced by Mark Street

Engineering and programming - Annie O'Raque

Guitars - Annie O'Raque, Jane

Piano and keyboards - Pete Jacobsen

Lead and backing vocals - Jane

Words and Music - Jane