Sweet Love - Trisha Yearwood

We don’t talk much at all

When I get home

When the night falls

Even when we’re on the phone

When I see you

When you see me too

One thing’s on my mind mind

All the time

I just want to make sweet love to you

Lay all night with you, yeah

Cuz when the sun come up

I just need you in my arms, my arms, my arms

Cuz when the sun come up, yeah

Sweet love, sweet love, sweet love, sweet love, oh woah