I love the look of you
The lure of you
I'd love to make a tour of you
The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you
The east, west, north
And the south of you

I'd love to gain complete control of you
And handle even the heart and soul of you
So love, at least
A small percent of me, do;
For I love all of you

I'd love to gain complete control of you
And handle even the heart and soul of you
So love, at least
A small percent of me, do;
For I love all of you
For I love all of you