I must have left it on the table 

Of the chair

Not sure

I didn't feel it it was painless 

Oh dear

I guess I'm just a little careless!

I'll confess

When the music's on

Everything else gets lost!



I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my sould back



Too busy looking for the good side

Of the ball 

To dance

I spun around and saw you leaving

That's weird

I thought I saw you by the punch bowl!!

I'll confess

I had no glasses on 

You could have been anyone!



I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my soul back



And only now I find I lost it

At all 

Some how

You think you're fine

Until you land

On stones 

And then you try to think what pushed you

I'll confess

I'm a mess inside

All my fun fell out. ...I think I'd like my sould back.



I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my soul back

I think I like it

I think I like it

I think I'd like my soul back