| When will it | |
| Be my | |
| Night to | |
| Dance | |
| Eyes | |
| Lost | |
| In | |
| Hers | |
| The knowing | |
| There for | |
| Everyone to | |
| See | |
| Sweet loving | |
| Woman | |
| Needing my | |
| Embrace | |
| Willing to | |
| Come with me | |
| When the night is | |
| Done | |
| Not walk | |
| Away for | |
| Another | |
| Destination | |
| Headed for | |
| No where else | |
| But to my | |
| Arms | |
| Be so | |
| Sweet | |
| Loving | |
| Again | |
| Tired | |
| Of | |
| Walking away | |
| Alone | |
| Tired of | |
| No one | |
| Sharing my | |
| Bed | |
| Know it takes | |
| Time | |
| But why so | |
| Long | |
| Time for some | |
| Magic | |
| Tenderness | |
| Romance | |