The Neville Brothers
All These Things
The touch of your lips next to mine
Gets me excited, makes me feel fine
The touch of your hand, your sweet hello
The fire inside you when you're holding me close
Your love so warm and tender
The thrill is so, so divine
It is all these things
That make you mine
If you would leave I surely would die
When you were ten minutes late I started to cry
I've got it bad but it's alright
As long as you're here every night
Your love so warm, so warm and tender
The thrill is so divine
It is all these things
That make you mine
The touch of your lips next to mine
Gets me excited, makes me feel fine
The touch of your hand, your sweet hello
The fire inside you when you're holding me close
Your love so warm and tender
The thrill, the thrill is so, so divine
It is all these things
That make you mine