Psychic

Look at the wing span Look at the wing span My debonair soothsayer You read me with such flair Those who dread prophecy Must not know how hot it can be My debonair soothsayer You read me with such flair Shame on these who dread prophecy They must not know how hot it can be He sees my future and he sees me Maybe we're meant to be I think I fell in love with my psychic He sees my future and he sees me Maybe we're meant to be I think I fell in love with my psychic Yeah, yeah My sweet sweet mystic Are your lips too deep for kissing? Heard the moon's acting brand new Does this mean I belong with you? My sweet sweet mystic Are your lips too deep for kissing? Heard the moon's acting brand new Does this mean I belong with you? He sees my future and he sees me Maybe we're meant to be I think I fell in love with my psychic (I think I fell in love with my psychic) He sees my future and he sees me Maybe we're meant to be I think I fell in love with my psychic Yeah, yeah Look at the wing span Look at the wing span No one knows the stars like him No one pulls my cards like him No one knows the stars like him No one pulls my cards like him My medium has this large heart He's never ever too far from me My medium has this large heart He's never ever too far from me