Gravity that turns the tide in me
You're the rivers, oceans and the seas
You're the moon, the magnet that I need now
That I've found you I don't think I can live without you
All I seem to do is think about the way that [bad word] me

Synapses synching up
I can't believe our luck

You sir and me, we're like a well oiled machine (x4)
I love to turn us on

And to think that there was once a time
That I wandered the earth with half a mind
While the rest it wandered past the window
And the odds against us in their millions
Of minds were at a closer distance
time when I once lived without you

Synapses synching up
I can't believe our luck

You sir and me, we're like a well oiled machine (x4)
I love to turn us on

The teeth of a cogwheel grind
In time and synchrony of minds
We [bad word] the circuit and we find
That everything is fine when we're together
You sir and me, oh you know.
That we're like a well oiled machine
Oh the way that we are working now,

You sir and me, we're like a well oiled machine (x4)
I love to turn us on