I was feeding ducks in Central Park until the dawn Didn't wanna sleep, 'cuz then the magic would've gone I was smoking cigarettes, 'cuz I felt invincible then I was feeling you, and you were touching on my sleeve Asked if you played instruments, you said the tambourine Sparkles like a spell, floats me in and out of third person And she's an artist Drawing hearts upon the skin Right above where my heart is (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Feels like falling in love I'm addicted to the rush of love, and then I dip I just want the flowers, and the sodas, the old shit I just wanna be fucking you all night long 'Cuz you're the artist Drawing hearts upon the skin Right above where my heart is (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Feels like falling in love And she's an artist