All of You - - Miles Davis

I love the look of you, the lure of you

The sweet of you, the pure of you

The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you

The east, west, north and the south of you

I’d love to gain complete control of you

And handle even the heart and soul of you

So love, at least, a small percent of me, do For I love all of you

I’d love to gain complete control of you

And handle even the heart and soul of you

So love, at least, a small percent of me, do For I love all of you, for I love all of you