The Image Of You

Well, I'm sorry, but I
Can't stop
Thinking about you
I guess I'll have to put it in a pocket
And consider that it's there
All the time, and
It'll find me searching for those keys
That open up the image of you
I know it's got a lot to do with our bodies
That's fine with me
I accept your body
Alongside of mine
How else could it be
How else could it be if you couldn't think that it could be
Anything less than
I'm next to you.
How much more prominence can you get
You're in front of me
You're next to me
You're around me
I'm around you it...
We're wrapped up in some, time
Why not keep it going
Okay
I accept you
You got inside me
And I like you bein' there, and, uh
I'll be inside you too, and all of a sudden
Guess what
We're in the same place
Where's the rest of the world
I don't know,
I forgot all about it
I don't care, but
Hey baby
Hello