All These Things - Sammy Kershaw

The touch of your lips

Next to mine

Gets me excited

Makes me feel fine

I’ve got it bad

But that’s all right

Long as you near me

Every night

Your love so warm and tender

The thrill is so divine

It is all these things

That make you mine

If you would leave me

I surely would die

When you started to go

I started to cry

I’ve got it bad

But that’s all right

Long as you near me

Every night

Your love so warm and tender

The thrill is so divine

It is all these things

That make you mine

If you would leave me

I surely would die

When you started to go

I started to cry

I’ve got it bad

But that’s all right

Long as you near me

Every night

Your love so warm and tender

The thrill is so divine

It is all these things

That make you mine