The Verve

I must be feeling low
I talked to god in a phonebox on my way home
I told you my answer
I left you my dreams on your answering machine
Come on
Let the spirit inside you
Don't wait to be found
Come along with my sound
Let the spirit move you
Let the waves come up
They'll fuse you
I never met no one to deny a sound
I must be going insane
I called the doctor so he can relieve
He's got a little pill for me
Just a little luxury
Help me through my day
Come on
Let the spirit inside you
Don't wait to be found
Come along with our sound
Let the spirit move you