On a String - Natasha Kmeto

She

Has this way of looking at me says there’s nothing that can stop me now

She

Leads me down a painted hallway to the darkest we can find

She

Has me in her hands before I know there’s any thought that’s in my mind

She whispers I am going to make you mine

Well baby you, have everything, have all the things

And you, you are everything, got me on a string

She

Takes the hand that covered my mouth pulls me closer for a kiss that drowns

She

Draws me further into silence as she buries all my senses blind

She

Has me caught up like a victim in a web that only she can wind

She whispers I am going to make you mine

She whispers I am going to make you mine

Well baby you, have everything, have all the things

And you, you are everything, got me on a string