I like the bags under your eyes
It makes me wonder what you lose sleep over
And if I could be of any help
Me, it's late in the AM, my thoughts are overflowing
And pouring, just bathe in my mind with me

Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need your sweet soul

My heart races when I write a new day
I feel I'm running out of time to leave my lines that last time
But does it even matter anyway, oh
I think it is just my pride getting in the way

Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need your sweet soul
Baby, I need