All These Things Lyrics - Only You - Harry Connick, Jr.

The touch of your lips next to mine 

Gets me excited, makes me feel fine 

The touch of your hand, your sweet hello 

The fire inside you when you're holding me close 

Your love so warm and tender, the thrill is so divine 

It is all these things that make you mine, make you mine 

If you would leave, I surely would die 

When you were ten minutes late, I started to cry 

I've got it bad, it's all right 

As long as you're here every night 

Your love so warm and tender, the thrill is so divine 

It is all these things baby, that make you mine