Underneath Your Clothes

you're a song written by the hands of god
don't get me wrong cause
this might sound to you a bit odd
but you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding
and right under your clothes is where i'll find them

underneath your clothes
there's an endless story
there's the man i chose
there's my therritory
and all the things I deserve
for being such a good girl honey

becuase of you
i forgot the smart ways to lie
because of you
i'm running out of reasons to cry
when the friends are gone
when the party's over
we will still belong to each other

underneath your clothes
there's an endless story
there's the man i chose
there's my territory
and all the things i deserve
for being such a good girl honey

i love you more than all that's on the planet
movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
you know it's true
oh baby it's funny
you almost don't believe it
as every voice is hanging from the silence
lamps are hanging from the ceiling
like a lady to her good manners
i'm tied up to this feeling