Find me a where I'm hiding.
Call me, I will come to you.
And in the midnight hour, you tease me with thoughts of you.
So you can paint a scene of warmth and tenderness.
Can you tell me how you keep taking me to heaven?
Something about your touch,
I'm walking beside you,
I want you so much.
You are loving me, a just enough, to keep me coming back.
How did you uncover that
small voice inside of me?
Nothing has been the same, not since you got right to the heart of me.
You take your knife and cut the mask right off my face.
Then you tell me how you are going to keep on taking me to heaven.
I am lying beside you, I want you so much.
I'm walking beside you, and I need you so much.
In the end, you will understand, you will always hold my hand.
In my wildest dreams,
I never thought that anyone could make me feel the way that you can.
There's something about your touch.
You keep loving me, just enough, to keep me coming back.