Versuri Oh, me

If I had to lose a mile

If I had to touch feelings

I would lose my soul

The way I do


I don·t have to think

I only have to do it

The results are always perfect

And that·s old news


Would you like to hear my voice

Sprinkled with emotion

Invented at your birth?


I can·t see the end of me

My whole expanse I cannot see

I formulate infinity

Stored deep inside me


If I had to lose a mile

If I had to touch feelings

I would lose my soul

The way I do


I don·t have to think

I only have to do it

The results are always perfect

And that·s old news


Would you like to hear my voice

Sprinkled with emotion

Invented at your bïrth?


I can·t see the end of me

My whole expanse I cannot see