You own the place where all my thoughts go hiding, and right under your clothes, is where I find them. UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES, There's an endless story. There's the man I chose. There's MY territory; And all the things I deserve, for being such a good girl, honey.
Because of you, I'm running out of reasons to cry.
WHEN THE FRIENDS ARE GONE, when the party's over, We Still Belong To Each Other. I LOVE YOU MORE THAT ALL THAT'S IN THE PLANET. Moving, talkig, walking, breathing. You know it's true.