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Woorden: 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
Felt even without being said

I don't wanna bore you with my troubles
But there's something 'bout your love
That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
There's something 'bout your love
That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
Oh baby, said you knock me off my feet

I don't wanna bore you with it
Oh, but I love you, I love you, I love you
And I don't wanna bore you with it
Oh, but I love you, I love you, I love you
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We lay beneath the stars
Under a lover's tree
That's 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 don't wanna bore you with my troubles
But there's somethin' 'bout your love
That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
There's somethin' 'bout your love
That makes me weak and knocks me off my feet
Oh baby, said you knock me off my feet

I don't wanna bore you with it, oh, but I love you
Ooh honey, I don't wanna bore you with it
Oh, but I love you, I love you, I love you
And I don't wanna bore you with it
Oh, but I love you, I love you, I love you
More and more