Ain't nothing like the
real thing
Baby.
Nothing like your voice,
Your visage, body,
Nor touch.
No fantasy worth having,
No dream worth sleeping,
No woman worth the flirting.
Only time worth waiting
Til you're back in my arms,
Only distance worth traveling
Because I'll run near or far
To hold you again,
Kiss you again,
Make Love again,
Pray together again,
Whisper once more,
Set butterflies and bubbles loose
Deep down in your core.
Ain't nothing that can
match the feeling
Of the real thing
Between you and me
Baby.