You - Phillip LaRue

My body’s like sandstone

You’re blinking your eyes closed

Your body’s a temple

The only one I’ve known…

Is you, there’s something ‘bout you

When you’re next to me

When you’re next to me

Every touch we make

Its sets off a new flame

Feels like a brush fire

Its taking me higher…

It’s you, there’s something ‘bout you

When you’re next to me

When you’re next to me

Your body like quarter moon

You’re falling like a satellite

In my eyes

In my eyes

In my eyes

I cradle you soft and slow

Time take your time, time take your time tonight

Time take your time tonight…

You, there’s something ‘bout you

When you’re next to me

When you’re next to me

When you’re next to me

You, it’s all about you

When you’re next to me

When you’re next to me

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh…