Even though it sits on my brain The tip of my tongue I won't say this Name I know I get carried away It's just too much fun I can't explain There's a million different things I could still remember All the steps that you retraced And everyday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday Memories rushing like the flood The spike on my blood We're lost in New Orleans You carried me, I'm back to the bus And then we're in love Resisting what's pointless There's a million different things I could still remember All the steps that you retraced And everyday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday Everything I need in a taxi Gentle off to sleep You were all for me yesterday Everything I need in a taxi Gentle off to sleep You were all for me yesterday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday I get, I get, I get this feeling When I wake up I still feel it I get, I get, I get this feeling of yesterday