All On A Misty Morning - Paul Weller

I come to you

When you least expect

I call to you

To come with me now

I ask of you

To drop all things

Of absolution

And whatever may be

In your hands

All on a misty morning

I come to you with love

All on a misty morning

I come to you

I come to you with love

I talk to you

As a lover should

With a voice

Close to your ear

If I may

Get so near enough

You might hear

What I hear

It was all on a misty morning

I come to you with love

All on a misty morning

I come to you

I come to you with love

Let my hands be nimble

Let my tongue be quick

Let my loins move slowly

Against your skin

Let my face and mind

Disappear for a while

Let my kisses rain

Down like silk

Let our spit and sweat

Mingle into one

Let it form a stream

Of union

That would always run

Forever on

It would have no start

And know no end

It would have no start

And know no end

All on a misty morning

I come to with love

All on a misty morning

I come to you

I come to you with love