Catholic Country Feist & Kings Of Convenience

It's one o'clock in the morning
And we're in an apartment
In the capital city
In a Catholic country
Got my back on the carpet
And my feet to the ceiling
To get the blood flowing
To numb the pain I'm feeling

The more I know about you, the more I know I want you
The less I care about who was there before I found you
The more I know about you, the more I know I want you
The less I care about who was there before I found you

Yesterday she took me to a wintry garden
Past a forest of conscience on a curvy road
With every hour of passing, I started to believe in
The bubble I've been dreaming had a floor on the ceiling

The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I want you
The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I know I
The more I know I want, the more I want you
Ah-ah

To be with someone so precious
That it makes me anxious
To be there by the target
And know that I could miss it
I never felt so lonely
As when you came and saw me
And the following moment
Took your eyes off me

The more I know about you, the more I know I want you
The less I care about who was there before I found you
The more I know about you, the more I know I want you
The less I care about who was there before I found you