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Jody Watley

Stolen Moments

 

Stolen Moments

(album: Affairs Of The Heart - 1991)


I've surrendered to love's calling
With everyday I live
The more I want to give
You treat me like a child
You know that's not my style
Why don't you look into your heart, boy
You've got to set her free
Or just let me be
'Cause I can't live in the backseat

A different kind of love
Is what you're giving to me
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)
Stolen moments are too few
'Cause I want to live my life with you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)

I'm at your beck and call
Though you do me wrong
You've got to choose between her and me, boy
I can't take this tug of war
I can't take it anymore
It seemed you were the one for me, boy
I've done the best I can
And now it's up to you
All I want to know is where we stand

A different kind of love
Is what you're giving to me
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)
Stolen moments are too few
'Cause I want to live my life with you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...

A different kind of love
Is what you're giving to me
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)
Stolen moments are too few
'Cause I want to live my life with you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)

A different kind of love
Is what you're giving to me
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)
Stolen moments are too few
'Cause I want to live my life with you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...
Oh-oh, a different kind of love
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah, it's a different kind of love

Stolen moments, stolen moments are too few
'Cause I don't want to live
I don't want to live in the backseat
So make up your mind
I can't hide, I can't hide the tracks of my tears
It's a different kind of love, ooh-ooh-ooh...
I don't want to live
I don't want to live in the backseat
This is a different kind of love

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