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