The Spell کے بول

The spell (under my skin again) And here I stand Once again Easily moved By a simple thought Soon I’ll be back on that troublesome road Cause I’m fooled believing that my love Is a secret code To her heart And it takes ways For me to know Oh she’s under my skin again Oh she’s working with how and when Oh she’s under my skin again Under my skin again There’s all these words That lay there claim to honesty And feelings stand by modestly, but oh Love was once Just like truth that one could hold Now dreams are paper jets To fold And it takes days For me to know Oh, I’m under her skin again Oh, we’re working with how and when Oh, we’re under the spell again We’re under the spell again I need to move on But she’s got me stuck right there