There is nothing in my mind
that I would rather do
than to spend all my time
making sweet love to you.
All through the daylight
I do that which I must do
to be able to spend the night
making sweet love to you.
When any see my smiles,
know my thoughts flew
across the tedious miles
making sweet love to you.
And when at last I'm home
and our time apart is through
just know I needed to come
make sweet love to you.
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