Baby
I love the way you kiss on me
Your hands are playing tricks on me
I love to feel your touch

Baby
When you sit across from me
I must admit I, plead guilty
Distracted by the thought

You remind me of cold
Frost in winter
Creaky rooftop by that old river
Your hands elbow deep inside my sleeve
Talking [?] my stupid shit like fallen leaves

Baby
I love the way you kiss on me
The way you put your lips on me
I love to feel your touch

You remind me of fall
Windows open
Running outside when it starts snowing
Tall summer grass, fireflies glowing
Coming home and just kind of knowing

Baby
(Baby, baby, baby)
Baby
(Baby)
Baby
Coming home and just kind of knowing
Baby