wish i could take your lips with me on the road, wherever i'll be i'd kiss you goodnight in a far off moonlight wish i could take your lips with me listen to your little voice sing along with the radio a song that someone else wrote i don't care i just need you here wish i could take your eyes with me show you the things i see my favorite mexican bar open and the big bright stars wish i could take your eyes so blue my second favorite part of you probably looking at some other man southern gentleman steal you hand and i'll stand up and i'll keep the mouth shut and i see a spark in the making and i hope the rain don't come too soon you've got a hand for the taking and i'm about to take it to the moon i see a spark in the making i hope the rain don't come too soon you've got a hand for the taking i'm about to take it to the moon i'm about to take it to the moon late night we sing our song we'll sing it slow to make it last long sparks grow into wild fires two birds loving all the while late night we talk and we sleep joke about the things that we used to keep never been crazy like this check my eyes and tell me what it is i'm sick for you and there's nothing i can do i see a spark in the making i hope the rain don't come too soon you've got a hand for the taking i'm about to take it to the moon i see a spark in the making i hope the rain don't come too soon you've got a hand for the taking i'm about to take it to the moon i'm about to take it to the moon i'm about to take it to the moon