Every Time He Comes Around

[M. Riperton, R. Rudolph]
Every time he comes around, I feel like I'm on fire;
When he looks into my eyes, he sees down to my soul...
It's so hard for me to tell if this is just desire,
Or the love I need to make my spirit whole...
Oh, how am I to know?
Now I ain't lookin' for a man to hold me for an hour;
I ain't lookin' for a man to love me for a day...
Every time he comes around I get that funny feelin'
What I'm looking for don't matter, anyway...
Hey, it don't matter anyway...
'Cause ever since I was a child, I dreamed about my baby's smile;
It scares me so to say... I wanna be with him in the worst darn way!
Cause every time he comes around, I feel like I'm on fire;
When he whispers in my ear, I start to lose control...
Still, it's so hard for me to tell if this is just desire,
Or the love I need to make my spirit whole...
Whoa, whoa... how am I to know?
'Cause ever since I was a child, I dreamed about my baby's smile;
It scares me so to say... I wanna be with him in the worst darn way!
Cause every time he comes around, I feel like I'm on fire...
Mmmm... I lose control...
It's so hard for me to tell if this is just desire,
Or the love I need to make my spirit whole!