I Wanna

I wanna trace your lips with my fingertips.

Run my hands through your hair.

Gold and silk, flowing over me.

I could love you.

I wanna drink you in like a bottle of Dom.

Or a case of Veuve Cliquot.

Drowning my lips while dancing on my tongue.

I could love you.

I wanna tell you secrets that I've never told.

So baby come and take my hand.

Like the tallest oaks, reaching for the sky, never let go.

I could love you.

I wanna hear your voice calling out to me.

Like the symphony I said I could write.

I wanna see your face when you hear my songs, written just for you.

I could love you.