Lisa Stansfield

(l. stansfield/i. devaney)
With lips inviting me to kiss them
You stare me straight in the hips
Its all so simple it excites me
I stand and wait for your fingertips
You run your fingers through my hair
I feel the sweat on my back
Theres something everybody dreams of
My dream is in your hands
Chorus:
The kiss is sweeter when its under the sugar tree
Sweet and dripping with with deceit, yeah, the sugar tree
We move in closer to each other
I start to sway from the heat
I want this feeling of excitement