Going to Make You Mine

A certain fascination
With the texture of your hair
And little conversations that we share

Breathless and enchanted
By the perfume that you wear
It leaves me oh no I shouldn't say it

Feel the condensation
your heating up in the room
Sweat so blinds my eyes

Lost in contemplation
Your red lips and your smile
I got to keep my feet
Yes I'm going to make you mine

A certain fascination
With the methods of your mind
Will I hold in hand the ties that bind

Such in intoxication
from the kiss of your cheeks
Offered when we meet
So week my knees

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Ah you sweep my feet

Going to you make you mine
Breathing in your sighs
Going to make me yours?
Is it so absurd?

Time will say
Must have its way
Who's hand will you hold?

Going to make you mine