You Go To My Head is about one of those dizzy, gut-swirling attractions to someone that´s like a 9 or a 10 on a scale of 10—you´re so snowed by this person that it washes over you, you just bathe in it with your whole being—but at the same time, you know you´re riding for a fall—because he couldn´t possibly—and in fact, doesn´t—feel the same way about you. But who cares? For this moment, you can´t resist it—the feeling is just too all-consumingly delicious.