To Good to Be Wrong
I wasn't looking for you
You weren't looking for me
So how we got together is a mystery
Can't remember how it happened
No it doesn't ring a bell
I just know that I am here
And I am under a spell
I don't want out
I am too far-gone
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
Yes I was a player
I use to be free
I don't understand
What happened here to me?
Now I'm going shopping
Looking at rings
I never had interest
At any of those things
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
I'm looking in the mirror
I don't recognize this guy
Sunday morning
Wearing a suit and a tie
I use to be a rebel
I had a wild side
Now I'm going on a picnic
And a Sunday drive
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
You weren't looking for me
So how we got together is a mystery
Can't remember how it happened
No it doesn't ring a bell
I just know that I am here
And I am under a spell
I don't want out
I am too far-gone
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
Yes I was a player
I use to be free
I don't understand
What happened here to me?
Now I'm going shopping
Looking at rings
I never had interest
At any of those things
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
I'm looking in the mirror
I don't recognize this guy
Sunday morning
Wearing a suit and a tie
I use to be a rebel
I had a wild side
Now I'm going on a picnic
And a Sunday drive
Feel fast, in deep
Wound up can't sleep
No I don't want out
I am too far-gone
In here out there
There is something in the air
It feels so right
It's to good to be wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Perry Novak
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