All Things To You - Tanita Tikaram

When she said my looks were stolen

From the deepest night

In a picture show

I said: «No, no, no»

Don’t you know

I need you so…

I wanna be all things to you…

I wanna be your pardon and Hallelujah

I wanna be the melody

Rushing through your memory

I wanna see the oceans

And the tides pulled by the moon

In your eyes…

I wanna be the stars of a restless night

I wanna hold you close and make it right

I wanna be your black

I wanna be your white

I wanna be the day you dream of the night

I wanna say the things

That make you come to me

Be the air you breath

I wanna see the oceans

And the tides pulled by the moon

In your eyes…

I wanna be the stars of a restless night

I wanna hold you close and make it right

I wanna be your black

I wanna be your white

I wanna be the day you dream of the night

I wanna say the things

That make you come to me

Be the air you breathe