It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There’s somethin’ about the forest in the latter days of August
There’s somethin’ about the way you love me, baby
There’s somethin’ about a rainfall and it’s like the gift of living
There’s somethin’ about the way your lips meet mine
There’s somethin’ about the way your lips meet mine
There’s somethin’ about the way you love me, baby
There’s somethin’ about the way you like to touch me
There’s somethin’ about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There’s somethin’ about the country on the very first day of springtime
And somethin’ about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
There’s somethin’ about a wheat field, oh, you know I love the Prairie
Oh, somethin’ about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
Somethin’ about the desert in the afterglow of evening
There’s somethin’ about that water that makes me sing
There’s somethin’ about the West that makes me sing
