I must have left it on the table or the chair not sure I didn't feel it was painless oh dear I guess I'm just a little careless! I'll confess when the music's on everything else gets lost! I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back Too busy looking for the good side of the ball to dance I spun around and saw you leaving that's weird I thought I saw you by the punch bowl!? I'll confess I had no glasses on you could have been anyone! I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back And only now I find I lost it at all somehow You think you're fine until you land on stones And then you try to think what pushed you I'll confess I'm a mess inside all my fun fell out... I think I'd like my soul back I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back I think I like it I think I like it I think I'd like my soul back