You'll Hear Better Songs Than This - Eleanor McEvoy

I find myself, a little bewitched by you

I find myself, a little begulied

I find my friends repeating your name

Then I find myself doing the same

Finding myself lost again

Finding myself lost again

Losing myself by what I find

Finding myself loosing my mind

I praise myself, for having made a life alone

I praise myself, for working so hard

I give my praise where praise is due

Im swapping that praise in praise of you

Finding myself lost again

Finding myself lost again

Losing myself by what I find

Finding myself loosing my mind

It seems that I have taken quite a shine to you

And its seems that Im in a mood to seduce

It seems that you have read my mind

Must be that were the loosing kind

Finding myself lost again

Finding myself lost again

Losing myself by what I find

Finding myself loosing my Finding myself loosing my Finding myself loosing my mind