Paul Smith - The Tingles lyrics

Beginnings, and how I felt the tingles Let's not talk about the endings or how drawn out they can be You're halfway through and you pick the ending What's gonna happen? All points in between All points in between We had a conversation, and we decided three cups of Coca-Cola would suffice Well I'm a weak man, with a mind like water I still felt the tingles as they rippled through our life Does the ceiling inspire this silence? A mess of colors creeping, amongst the fall of all desire I couldn't touch you because your body wasn't there I couldn't reach you, now you're a major concern