Knocks Me Off My Feet — Luther Vandross

Knocks me off my feet

I see us in the park strolling the summer days Of imaginings in my head And words from our hearts Told only to the wind of even Without being said

I donжЉ° want to bore you with my troubles But thereжЉЇ something bout your love That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet

ThereжЉЇ something bout your love That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet Oh baby said you knock me off my feet

I donжЉ° to bore you with it Oh But I love you I love you I love you I donжЉ° want to bore you with it Oh But I love you I love you I love you

More and more We lay beneath the stars Under a lovers tree thatжЉЇ seen Through the eyes of my mind

I reach out for the part Of me that lives in you baby That only our two hearts can find

But I donжЉ° want to bore you with The troubles

But thereжЉЇ something bout your love That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet

ThereжЉЇ something bout your love That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet Oh baby said you knock me off my feet

I donжЉ° to bore you with it Oh But I love you I donжЉ° to bore you with it Oh But I love you I love you I love you I donжЉ° want to bore you with it Oh But I love you I love you I love you