I try to think/ To make it slow/ If only here is where I go/ If this is real/ I have to see/ I turn on fire/ And next to me/ It looks good/ It tastes like nothing on earth/ It looks good/ It tastes like nothing on earth/ Its so smooth it even feels like skin/ It tells me how it feels to be new/ It tells me how it feels to be new/ A thousand voices whisper it true/ It tells me how it feels to be new/ And every voice belongs/ Every voice belongs to you/