It's in the way you want me The way you show me just what love's made of It's in the way we make love It's in the way you hold me You've got a way with me Somehow you got me to believe In everything that I could be I've gotta say-you really got a way

When I stand in the way of what we could become Know that there's still way to everlasting love You became mine In the strangest time 'Cause baby I I wasn't right I was losing the fight And my mind

My arms are open (oh, oh) My arms are open I can't unfeel your pain I can't undo what's done I can't send back the rain But if I could I would My love, my arms are open So when you feel like you can't take another round of being broken I will be standing

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I Always hear when you sigh Never in my wordland Could there be ways to reveal In a phrase how I feel Have you ever heard two turtle doves Bill and coo when they love? That's the kind of magic Music we make with our lips

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

But I do, I do They say I don't really need your love Give you all of me, I'II never leave Ways that we could stay between the sheets Oh, but they can't see what you do to me Doesn't really matter what they say And they don't think you don't give enough

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Breathe, this is love without love without love without love without love without love Love, what've you done with my tongue? Maybe this could be the kind of one Where I sit on the words Or talking through each style Everything is overheard See

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by