Peter Bradley Adams - Under My Skin

She whispers to me
She whispers her secrets to me
And I feel her breath as it
brushes my cheek
And her voice is the
only sound I hear
And if I don't move
She pulls me off of my bed
And she makes me dance to the
songs in my head
And it's late but please just
sing it again
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
And if I say no
She kisses the scar on my chin
And before I can speak
we're dancing again
We turn and spin
right out of control
Wherever she goes
She carries a smile in her hand
Like a thief she can steal any
grin that she can
And I watch I wait
to see her again
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
Under my skin
She whispers to me
She whispers her secrets to me
And I feel her breath as it
brushes my cheek
And her voice is the
only sound I hear
And if I don't move
She pulls me off of my bed
And she makes me dance to the
songs in my head
And it's late but please just
sing it again
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
And if I say no
She kisses the scar on my chin
And before I can speak
we're dancing again
We turn and spin
right out of control
Wherever she goes
She carries a smile in her hand
Like a thief she can steal any
grin that she can
And I watch I wait
to see her again
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
She's under my skin
Under my skin

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