You roll your to the sky, I close mine You ask your questions why, I don't mind I know moving in the wrong directions, Oh no, making all the wrong connections, You lay your tracks the ground, follow them 'round I'll build my house in the sand, 'till the waves knock down I know I’m moving in the wrong directions, making all the wrong connections, They say love is a sound And it follows you 'round, follows you 'round They that sound is a drug, and I get enough, I can't get enough, I can't get enough Oh no, it's not to say I’m sorry, to say I'm sorry(x6) I know I’m moving in the wrong