Fine Art of Holding a Woman Lyrics

	作词 : Grantt, Satcher
	(kevin grantt/lesile winn satcher)
	Arms, strong as timbers
	Folding around her like velvet
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	Eyes, that never leave hers
	Fingertips that whisper
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	And only moments after loving her
	She can see that you still want her
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman
	That's the fine art, of holding a woman

	zuo ci : Grantt, Satcher
	kevin grantt lesile winn satcher
	Arms, strong as timbers
	Folding around her like velvet
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Eyes, that never leave hers
	Fingertips that whisper
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	And only moments after loving her
	She can see that you still want her
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman

	zuò cí : Grantt, Satcher
	kevin grantt lesile winn satcher
	Arms, strong as timbers
	Folding around her like velvet
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Eyes, that never leave hers
	Fingertips that whisper
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	And only moments after loving her
	She can see that you still want her
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	Without reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
	Without words, you tell her, that you need her
	When you part, you always leave a fire burning
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman
	That' s the fine art, of holding a woman

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