Something Came Over Me

Something's coming over me
 Got cabin fever, now I can't see
 I feel hot, I feel cold
 I'd tell you why, but I'm not that bold
 There's a scratch on my cheek
 I feel faint but never weak
 When you're near
 I'm seeing visions, they're just not so clear
 But you're coming through in stereo, in stereo sound
 And summer's creeping up slowly
 We're gonna let the good times, let the good times toll
 Well let me ask your advice:
 If I fall once will I fall twice, out of control?
 I wanna know
 'cause I want you to hear now,
 I want you here now,
 I want you here now,
 I want you here right now,
 'cause you're coming through in stereo, in stereo sound
 summer's creeping up slowly
 We're gonna let the good times, let the good times toll
 Yeah, you were always headed down the wrong path
 But you'll be back, you'll be back around
 summer's creeping up slowly
 We're gonna let the good times, let the good times roll