Текст песни
Equations such as this
can be a pleasure to behold
You and me, mathematically,
add up or so I'm told
When I have my four to floor
the two of us combine
Instinctively, hypnotically,
we always keep in time
Oh I know the air tonight
is the same as it was before
I can't account for feeling this
You make me beg for more
Making music
Making music
Making music by numbers
Words can be my enemy
but rhythms on my side
Circulating round you
while my eyes are on the prize
I couldn't plan the things I do,
or calculate my move
When you and me amount to
this my number skills improve
Leave aside anxiety and just enjoy the ride
I can't be sure of where we'll go
The beat can be our guide
Making music
Making music
Sweet music by numbers
Making music
Watch me use it
See me lose it
By numbers
