Love is a matter of time
You give me gloves
To keep my hands off you
Paint it red
In a matter of time
You give me love
To make me yours instead of
mine
You got
fine taste
You never stand in line
I got a tiny waist
I got a loop around your mind Cause love is a matter of time
You give me
gloves To keep my hands off you
Love is a matter of time
You give me blood
And it's sweeter than wine
Cause love is a habit of mine
You know the
trouble's all in my mind
Got a lot of tricks that I could show you
A lot of stacks I'm fit to blow through
Matter of fact I should have told you
Not a favor that I won't do Cause love is a matter of time
And the trouble's all in my mind
Cause love is a habit of mine
And your blood,
well it's sweeter than wine
I want it back,
paint it red Say it again,
paint it red
I want it back,
paint it red Say it again,
say it again
Love is a matter of time
You give me gloves To keep my hands off you
Paint it
red
In a matter of time
You give me
love To make me yours instead of mine