I love numbers and I love romance
I need structure but I need to dance
Nothing's quite the same in my brain
From one day to another
In my history I am finding
More and more that needs rewinding
Nothing's quite as clear
Now black and white has given way to colour
And I'm so glad that you can always find the pieces of me
I'm so glad that you can always find the pieces of me
When you hold up your mirror I see
The beautiful and the ugly in me
But nothing's quite as troublesome
When you put the fragments together
And I want to be with you
Just like you want to be with me