You Make Me Sing (Faraday's Groove Mix)

I was a solo act, just strumming in the breeze Till you danced into my rhythm with your harmony Now my heart’s got a tempo, it’s skipping like a beat You’re the melody I whistle walking down the street You’re the sugar in my coffee, the sun in my sky The reason I wear socks that don’t match—don’t ask why You laugh at my jokes, even when they’re not great Girl, you’re the twist in my twist of fate You make me sing like a ukulele Bright and breezy, never shady Every note’s a little crazy But baby, you make me sing You got me dancing in the kitchen Spinning like a record that’s glitchin’ Love’s a song and you’re the mission Oh baby, you make me sing I used to write sad songs, minor chords and sighs Now I rhyme “orange” with “porridge” just to see your eyes You’re the muse in my music, the pun in my punch The reason I smile when I burn my lunch You’re the jam on my toast, the zing in my zest The reason I wear vests—I don’t know, you just guessed You dance like nobody’s watching, and I watch every move Girl, you groove in a way that makes my heart approve You make me sing like a ukulele Bright and breezy, never shady Every note’s a little crazy But baby, you make me sing You got me dancing in the kitchen Spinning like a record that’s glitchin’ Love’s a song and you’re the mission Oh baby, you make me sing So let’s write a duet, just you and me In a key that’s made for serendipity We’ll rhyme “forever” with “whatever you say” And play it on repeat every day You make me sing like a ukulele Bright and breezy, never shady Every note’s a little crazy But baby, you make me sing You got me dancing in the kitchen Spinning like a record that’s glitchin’ Love’s a song and you’re the mission Oh baby, you make me sing Yeah, baby, you make me sing... Like a ukulele in spring