It is all these things baby, that make you mine
Your love so warm and tender, the thrill is so divine
When you were ten minutes late, I started to cry
The touch of your hand, your sweet hello
The fire inside you when you're holding me close
Your love so warm and tender, the thrill is so divine
As long as you're here every night
If you would leave, I surely would die
I've got it bad, it's all right
It is all these things that make you mine, make you mine
Your love so warm and tender, the thrill is so divine
