Woman

If I be so inclined to climb up beside you, Would you tell me that the time just isn't right? And if I ever find the key you hide so well, Will you tell me that I can spend the night? Leaving your smell on my coat, leaving your taste on my shoulder I still fail to understand what it is about this woman. Yeah, Ooooh If I could bottle up the chills that you give me I would keep them in a jar next to my bed. And if I should ever draw a picture of a woman It is you that would come flowing from my pen. Leaving your clothes on my floor, making me walk out the door And I still fail to understand what it is about this woman. Ooooh Helplessly melting as I stand next to the sun