"Ignorance is bliss", you'd always hear me say.
But at times you can't deny those eyes lookin' your way.
Let me begin by saying what I mean.
It's a crime against the heart you know to be somewhere in between.

'Cause lately you make me weaker in the knees.
And race through my veins baby every time you're close to me.
Take me away to places I ain't seen.
They say you've got a hold on me.
And I won't disagree.