If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice
Sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me
If I had to [C7]lose a mile
If I had to [C7]touch feelings
I would lose my [A]soul
The way I do
I don't have to [C7]think
I only have to [C7]do it
The ɾesults are always perfect
And that's old news
Would you [A7like [F]to [C7]hear my [A]voice
Sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me
Infinity inside me
