A Spirit Called You
I don't know why you affect me so, you're like wine
I want to be intoxicated from, get so drunk and never get
sober again, I want to drown in you, drown in your arms, drown
in your scent, your taste, I just can't get enough of
you. Is this some kind of addiction or madness, I can't
tell. All I want to do is hold you, smell you, taste your skin,
bury myself in your arms, die in your arms from an intoxication
I don't want to get sober from. What do I see in you? There
are far more beautiful creature that are willing to fall
at my feet but I end up with you, hangover you, intoxicated
by you, by your presence, by your scent, your smile, your
touch. I would gladly drown in you, the spirit of you, the
wonderful feeling called you. Oh, baby, I don't know
if its the wine that it is making me ramble like a madman or
it's just plain you, my honey, my darling, my babe.
If I wake up with a big hangover, it wouldn't matter...I
would gladly grab another bottle and be drunk with a spirit called you.
I want to be intoxicated from, get so drunk and never get
sober again, I want to drown in you, drown in your arms, drown
in your scent, your taste, I just can't get enough of
you. Is this some kind of addiction or madness, I can't
tell. All I want to do is hold you, smell you, taste your skin,
bury myself in your arms, die in your arms from an intoxication
I don't want to get sober from. What do I see in you? There
are far more beautiful creature that are willing to fall
at my feet but I end up with you, hangover you, intoxicated
by you, by your presence, by your scent, your smile, your
touch. I would gladly drown in you, the spirit of you, the
wonderful feeling called you. Oh, baby, I don't know
if its the wine that it is making me ramble like a madman or
it's just plain you, my honey, my darling, my babe.
If I wake up with a big hangover, it wouldn't matter...I
would gladly grab another bottle and be drunk with a spirit called you.
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