Baby
I love the way you kiss on me
Your hands are playing tricks on me
I love to feel your touch
Baby
When you sit across from me
I must admit I, plead guilty
Distracted by the thought
You remind me of cold
Frost in winter
Creaky rooftop by that old river
Your hands elbow deep inside my sleeve
Talking [?] my stupid shit like fallen leaves
Baby
I love the way you kiss on me
The way you put your lips on me
I love to feel your touch
You remind me of fall
Windows open
Running outside when it starts snowing
Tall summer grass, fireflies glowing
Coming home and just kind of knowing
Baby
(Baby, baby, baby)
Baby
(Baby)
Baby
Coming home and just kind of knowing
Baby