Oh, sing to me, baby, oh. . She was a poetry girl I adored. Late at night, I'd hear songs from her window. Myrrh and frankincense seeped. Through her door and they lingered on.
Mmm, hmm. Mmm, hmm. Mmm, hmm. Yeah... ooh.... Yeah... ooh.... Yeah... ooh.... Uh, uh, mmm, hmm. . Time. I still don't know the reason after all this time.
Oh, what you do to me, yeah yeah. . Quietly your silhouette approaches me. A vision far too lovely to define, hey yeah. Tenderly you take complete control of me.
What if i made some time to listen. to you. What if you made some time to hear. me too. What if we took the time to realize. Givin' some love is givin' compromise.