Lyrics

Is it just the way you look at me in the morning, How you look so good while I'm still crusty and yawning. Is it that you're the blanket keeping me so warm, Come on, come on, come on, yeah. Is it the way every time that we're fighting, We can't help but smile cos we know Making up is exciting, yeah. Is it the way you turn a storm into a beautiful thing, I wonder what it is that you bring. I think it's all of it. Every single part of it. I think it's all of it. Every single part of it. Is it the way you work them hips when you're walking Don't say a word, let them things do the talking, yeah. I cannot wait to have a private conversation, All we've got to talk about, yeah. Is it the way you grab the back of my head, Look me in my eyes and say you meant what you said baby. Is it the way you fit, like you were meant for me, It's easy to see. I think it's all of it. Every single part of it. I think it's all of it. Every single part of it. I think it's all of it. (From your head to your pretty feet) Every single part of it. (And every inch in between) I think it's all of it. (I cannot forget your heart) Every single part of it. Every single part of it.
Writer(s): Eric Roberson, Barry Eastmond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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