F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.

The room is cold
 And has been like this for several months
 If I close my eyes
 I can visualise everything in it
 Right down
 Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down the dressing table
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 And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape
 The same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day
 Just like a modern shopping centre
 And it's so cold
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 Yeah it's so cold
 What
 Is
 This
 Feeling called love?
 Why me?
 Why you?
 Why here?
 Why now?
 It doesn't make no sense, no
 It's not convenient, no
 It doesn't fit my plans, no
 It's something I don't understand, oh
 (F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
 What is this thing that is happening to me?)
 And as I stand and cross the room
 I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment
 And as I touch your shoulder tonight
 This room has become the centre of the entire universe
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 So what do I do?
 I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
 Like I'm standing on the top of a very high building
 Oh yeah, all the stuff they tell you about in the movies
 But this isn't chocolate boxes and roses
 It's dirtier than that
 Like some small animal that only comes out at night
 And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly
 And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath
 And it's so cold
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 Yeah it's so cold, oh
 What
 Is
 This
 Feeling called love?
 Why me?
 Why you?
 Why here?
 And why now?
 Oh it doesn't make no sense, no
 It's not convenient, no
 It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again
 Oh, F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A. double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
 What is this thing that is happening to me?
 F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A. double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
 What is this thing that is happening to me?
 Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah