All These Things - Joe Stampley/The Uniques
The touch of your lips next to mine
Get me excited make me feel fine
Now I've got it bad but that's alright
As long as your near me every night
Your love is so warm and tender
Your thrill is so devine
Yet it's all these things
That make you mine
If you would leave me I surely would die
When you started to go I started to cry
Now I've got it bad but that's alright
As long as your near me every night
Your love is so warm and tender
Your thrill is so divine
Yet it's all these things
That make you mine
If you would leave me I surely would die
When you started to go I started to cry
Now I got it bad but that's alright
As long as your near me every night
Your love is so warm and tender
Your thrill is so divine
Yet it's all these things
That make you mine