It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves The trouble is that you're in love with someone else It should be me. Oh, it should be me Your sacred parts, your getaways You come along on summer days Tenderly, tastefully
And so may, We make time to try to find somebody else This place is mine [Who has a line]
You said today, you know exactly how I feel I have my doubts little girl I'm in love with something real It could be me, that's changing
Now seasoned with health Two lovers walk a lakeside mile Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo See what stands long ending fast
Oh, how I love you in the evenings When we are sleeping We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping
