Enchantment
I wait for you.
I don't know why.
All I now is I can't hide.
At this temperature you could take over my mind.
Like gossamer, you softly touch.
He draws me in, I'm powerless.
He possesses an enchantment.
Tell me I'm forgiven.
He calls, don't know how I fell under his spell.
Lately I've been driven.
He smiles, an enchantment.
I wait for you.
I'm mesmerized,
This love is like a potion in disguise.
I'd tightrope walk with a blindfold on my eyes.
I can't escape, or so it seems.
I'd run away, he's in my dreams
He possesses an enchantment.
Tell me I'm forgiven.
He calls, don't know how I fell under his spell.
Lately I've been driven.
He smiles, an enchantment.
It's the kind of sleepwalk that never ends.
A type of loan with no dividends.
Its a parlor game where you're giving chase.
Guess it could be called an acquired taste.
I know, he knows, he calls, I go, I know.
This could be an enchantment.
Why don't you tell me I'm forgiven?
He calls, don't know how I fell under his spell.
I'm forgiven...lately I've been driven.
He smiles and I give in.
An enchantment.
Autor(es): Corinne Bailey Rae / Rod Bowkett
