Angels don't seem to have a motive, but now they do,
they've got some competition on Earth here, in you.
You glorify this place in which I live, it's Heaven,
she'll make you fall in love so fast your head'll spin.

You make me wonder, you make me thunder,
and when lightening finally takes me down,
and I lay in the street way downtown,
it's quite a plunder, and you make me wonder.

I only see you, inside of my dreams,
in reality, you're miles away from me.
Changing patterns of time gone by,
on rainy days, you make me wanna fly.

You make me wonder, you make me thunder,
and when lightening finally takes me down,
and I lay in the street way downtown,
it's quite a plunder, and you make me wonder.