Lyrics
I'm having vivid dreams
of loving you the way you deserve
Wandering eyes wondering if your world
is where I will serve
Why can't we make music and make love?
Why separate the two when it could be stronger merged up?
I just wanna be wrapped up in your room
of touch and fantasy
filling up your whole world
I just wanna be
sweat up on the walls now
I just wanna be, I just wanna be
With you, with you
With you, with you
I wanna take a peak inside your treasure chest
Get that pot of gold
Eat you out until you need some rest
Am I the best you've ever seen?
You are the best I've ever dreamed of
This sequence is a scene of
love, and drugs, and misdemeanours
I just wanna be wrapped up in your room
of touch and fantasy
filling up your whole world
I just wanna be
sweat up on the walls now
I just wanna be, I just wanna be
With you, with you
With you, with you
With you, with you
With you, with you
With you, with you
Greg Abrahams
Peermusic Publishing