you re a song
written by the hands of god
don t get me wrong couse
this might sound to you a bit odd
but you own the place
where all my thoughts go hiding
and right under your clothes
is where i find them
underneath your clothes
there s an endless story
there s the man i chose
there s my territory
and all the things i deserve
for being such agood gril honey
because of you
i forgot the smart ways to lie
because of you
i m running out of reasons to cry
when the friends are gone
when the party s over
we will still belong to each other
underneath your clothes
there s an endless story
there s the man i chose
there s my territory
and all the things i deserve
for being such agood gril honey
i love you more than all that s on the planet
movin" talkin walkin" breathing
you know it s true
oh baby it s so funny
you almust don’t believe it
as every voice is hanging from the silence
lamps are hanging from the ceiling
like a lady to her good manners
i m tied up to this feeling
underneath your clothes
there s an endless story
there s the man i chose
there s my territory
and all the things i deserve
for being such agood gril honey