You're a song written by the hands of God. Don't get me wrong 'cuz this might sound to you bit odd. But you own the place where ALL my thoughts go hiding, and right under your clothes is where i find them. Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story, there's the man i chose, there's my territory And all the things i deserve for being such a good girl, honey. Because of you i forgot the smart ways to lie. Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry. When the friends are gone, when the party's over. We will still belong to each other. Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story, there's the man i chose, there's my territory And all the things i deserve for being such a good girl, honey. I love you more than all that's on the planet, movin' talkin' walkin' breathing. You know it's true, oh baby it's so funny you almost don't believe it. As every voice is hanging from the silence. Lamps are hanging from the ceiling like an old lady tied to her manners i'm tied up to this feeling.