The Most - Della Mae

Touch me with your fingers, touch me with your toes

Make love with the window open

So everybody knows

That we’re finding a new pastime, without any of our clothes

I’m drinking in your skin dear, like nobody else knows

Come back to bed dear, I want you the most

Of any of my vices, you exorcise my ghosts

I let go of my body, I let go of my soul,

I’m nothing in your arms dear, that’s what I love the most.

Touch me with your fingers, touch me with your toes

Make love with the curtains open

So everybody knows

That we’re finding a new pastime, that can’t be put to prose

I’m nothing in your arms dear, that’s what I love the most.