Touch It (Interlude) - Angie Stone

Baby

Wherever you are

Wherever you are

I’m with you

Took a minute just to get it right

Now we got it, gonna keep it tight

We won’t let love slip away, no, no, no ah

I’m all up in it cuz it’s feelin' like

I need a taste and you’re my appetite

I’m your desert for tonight, come on

Touch it, why don’tcha

Touch it, why don’tcha

Touch it, why don’tcha

Touch it

To the love of my life

From your wife