I don't think either of us   Thought much of the consequences   Cos at the time my mind was   Holding on for self defence   I didn't know it might be love   What in the hell was I thinking of      Lost all my sense of reason   The day that I found you   I'm going out of my head   What more can I do?   I didn't know it might be love   What in the hell was I thinking of      CHORUS   I can't talk and I can't see   I don't dare to disbelieve   I can't feel it's all unreal   I can barely even   Breathe       Lost all my sense of reason   The day that I found you   I'm going out of my head   What more can I do?   I didn't know it might be love   What in the hell was I thinking of      CHORUS   I can't talk and I can't see   I don't dare to disbelieve   I can't feel it's all unreal   I can barely even   Breathe    Breathe      Produced by Mark Street   Engineering and programming - Annie O'Raque   Guitars - Annie O'Raque, Jane   Piano and keyboards - Pete Jacobsen   Lead and backing vocals - Jane   Words and Music - Jane