Текст песни Same Kind of Crazy - Bria Skonberg

I like to run in the rain
Feel the droplets getting colder
The chil runs through my veins
Makes me act a little bolder
With the sidewalk as my stage
Sing a little louder
And as the pigeons scatter, above the people's chatter
I hear a harmony

A baritone so blue
Caught me by surprise
A little out of tune
But full of passion in a fright
I turn around to me the voice
Who entered my sonata
As we land on a fermata, I knew it was the start
Of a different tune

Oh maybe, maybe you're the same kind of crazy
Or maybe I'm just crazy over you
What's so strange about acting so strangely?
Maybe one plus one is one or two
Crazy is what crazy people do

You cue the violins
They've never sounded better
A melody begins
I hope it lasts forever
You look me in the eye
Signaling the fanfare of the brass
So we take a chance, and we start to dance
Straight into the stars

Oh maybe, maybe you're the same kind of crazy
Or maybe I'm just crazy over you
What's so strange about acting so strangely?
Maybe one plus one is one or two
Crazy is what crazy people do

Oh maybe, maybe you're the same kind of crazy
Or maybe I'm just crazy over you
What's so strange 'bout acting so strangely?
Maybe one plus one is one or two
Yes, Crazy is what crazy people do
Yes crazy is what crazy people do