It’s Yours

Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it
Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it

Come on in and close the door
As she opened her blouse
I became aroused
It couldn’t be ignored

Her soulful eyes are my devotion
Let the rhythm begin
As she welcomes me in
The milk of her emotions

Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it
Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it

We find a groove that stops the rain
It explains to me
My heart’s remedy
And eases all my pain

And when she moans the deep is calling
With my mouth to her ear
I tell her I hear
The sound of angels falling

Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it
Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it

It’s so good I cannot tell
I must have dropped a coin
In a wishing well
And now I’m here

I search the clouds, I confess
And with time slowing down
I’m embraced by her sound
Especially when she says:

Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it
Well, it’s yours
And you can do what you want with it