It’s pulsing, and I love it.
The rhythm takes me away.
Why aren’t you in the spotlight, you god?
You put so much effort into your life,
your work, your love, your song.
Why are you in the back?
You should be the center of attention.
Music would be nothing without you.
Music is my life,
without you, I wouldn’t live.
Could you teach me to play, oh idol of mine?
Help me match the beat of my heart with another.
You’re pulsing and I love it.
You take me away.