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