Lyrics:

Equations such as this can be a pleasure to behold

You and me, mathematically, add up or so I'm told

When I have my four to floor the two of us combine

Instinctively, hypnotically, we always keep in time



Oh I know the air tonight is the same as it was before

I can't account for feeling this

You make me beg for more



Making music

Making music

Making music by numbers



Words can be my enemy but rhythms on my side

Circulating round you while my eyes are on the prize

I couldn't plan the things I do, or calculate my move

When you and me amount to this my number skills improve



Leave aside anxiety and just enjoy the ride

I can't be sure of where we'll go

The beat can be our guide



Making music

Making music

Sweet music by numbers



Making music

Watch me use it

See me lose it

By numbers