You Make Me Smile

There's Some kind of light at the end When touching the edge of her skin The edge of her skin Once so hard to speak Now so easy to play around Catching that eye you know Yeah, That eye that slaps you in your face Calls you a puppy Well how do you say I was hypnotized Hypnotized My words, they pour Like children to the playground Children to the playground You make me smile There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin Could you be the one that's not afraid To look me in the eyes I swear I would collapse If I would tell how I think you fell From the sky Yeah my words, they pour Like children to the playground Children to the playground You make me smile There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin It's the feeling I get My palms with sweat Like some kind of daydream I'll never forget I'm stuck in this spin Why does it begin By touching the edge of her skin It's the feeling I get My palms with sweat Like some kind of daydream I'll never forget I'm stuck in this spin Why does it begin By touching the edge of her skin There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her. . .