Tanya Tucker

Right about now you'd be saying sweet nothings,
and I'd be hanging on your every word.
My lips would be wet with your kisses,
and we'd be lost in our own little world.
Right about now I'd be feeling your heart beat and your fingers touching my skin.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to be back in your arms somehow.
Oh, Right about now.
Right about now you'd promise forever, and swear I hadn't felt nothing yet.
Then you'd pull me a little bit closer and I'd play just hard enough to get.