Trace the outline of your nose
Don't fall asleep 'til I go
There's clothes all wrapped up on the floor
Of your place (your place, your place)
They can stay there 'til it's morning time
'Cause you're all mine 'til then
I love your hair it looks like gold
And though I'd love if I was yours
If I love you I'm not sure
If I love you I'm not sure
If I love you I'm not sure