Wish I could take your lips with me On the road where ever Id be Id kiss you goodnight in the far off moonlight Wish I could take your lips with me Listen to your little voice sing along with the radio A song that someone else wrote I dont care, I just need you here Wish I could take your eyes with me Show you all the things Ive seen My favorite Mexican bar opened there and big bright stars Wish I could take your eyes so blue My second favorite part of you Probably looking at some other man Southern gentlemen stole your hand And Ill stand up and Ill keep the mouth shut And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain dont come too soon Youve got a hand for the taking and Im bout to take it to the moon And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain dont come too soon Youve got a hand for the taking and Im bout to take it to the moon And Im bout to take it to the moon.. Late night we sing up songs, we sing it slow to make it last long Sparks grow to wild fly, two birds loving on a wire Late night we talk in our sleep, joke about the things that we usually keep Never been crazy like this, check my eyes and tell me what it is Im sick for you and theres nothing I can do And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain dont come too soon Youve got a hand for the taking and Im bout to take it to the moon And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain dont come too soon Youve got a hand for the taking and Im bout to take it to the moon And Im bout to take it to the moon..
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