Mike (desert island duvet)

All that I've got is you All that I've got is you All that I said is true All that I've got is you Two people on a carpet with light around the curtains Two people from a circus on a flying carpet Give me a thousand and one nights to tell you this story And then I'll help with the dishes Like Solomon on green silk with the golden stitches From old and weathered art Only the silk is fast fashion and the stitches are barely holding together your heart Let me re-up your dose of grape Don't stain your spotless mood Up close, your face don't look the same as from across the room Your eyebrows look tidier Your hair, the sort of mess that takes hours Pleasant sky at night on the ceiling There's an island duvet plot of barring in the sea Two Bedouin people just sharing out the tea Two people on a carpet couldn't care for what's real All that I've got is you All that I've got is you Don't know what you do Don't know what you do Don't know what you do to me Don't know what you do Don't know what you do Don't know what you do to me Two people on a carpet with light around the curtains Two people from a circus on a flying carpet You're wiser than your years, but everything changes And when it does, wise people refuse to You caught me at a good time 'cause I'm feeling bad Tonight the wind is following your command Is it the Arabian aromas, or maybe it's the takeaway Your eyes are often advert Take you back to my loneliest thoughts Lately, my back has got to know the wall I'm aimless describing what I'm saying in it But you persuade me to define what I'm saying in it I want life from the sky with none of the pain of living it Not afraid of heights, but I'm afraid of whips Right in my thinking when your lips go to bite It's quiet in the kitchen, but for the disco lights Your thoughts go in and find my inner ear The years of your life, giving life to my ears Two people on a carpet with light around the curtains Two people from a circus on a flying carpet You had your heart broken, but you're making it stick Taking apart everyone you've dated since Right in my thinking when your lips go to bite It's quiet in the kitchen but for the disco light (Don't know what you do to me) (Don't know what you do to me) (Don't know what you do to me) (Don't know what you do to me) All that I've got is you All that I've got is you