Lyrics

I keep musing on you, baby, just a whiff of you inspires
I'm wishing I was with you, singing 'round the fire, drinking cheap wine
And I'm jonesin' for a little bit more of your sweet time

Your love's a foreign country, baby take the lead
I'm carryin' no currency, I can't even read the street signs
But I'm searching the lanes for a hidden doorway into your sweet time

You can bring me home to dinner, I'd even meet your folks
I promise to scrub up and laugh at their jokes, you can even meet mine
If you'll do a little scrubbin' up too, in your sweet time

We're both born lovers, gal, that's understood
I know you got others but don't your hands feel good in between mine
And won't you keep a little room for me in your sweet time

There's a cruel wind blowing, I'm feeling like a ghost
This little flame I'm holding, if you guard it close it'll keep fine
Could you leave it burning in the window of your sweet time?

Some things you can't rehearse, some things you'll never know
I'll listen for another verse and pray whatever road my feet find
Leads me far and wide and back inside of your sweet time