| Hello, the good, good morning. | 
| Oh, you are looking well. | 
| Come here and hold me slowly, | 
| I want you to myself. | 
| Don’t let the world distract you, | 
| Don’t call for no one else. | 
| Just let the feeling have you, | 
| I want you to myself. | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around, | 
| So much to go around, | 
| You know I want you to stay. | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around. | 
| When you try to pin it down, | 
| That moment slips away. | 
| And when you are far from me, | 
| And going someplace else, | 
| I’ll think of next time, baby, | 
| I’ll have you to myself. | 
| Unfolding me like branches, | 
| Give me that tender spell, | 
| Dance awhile in my kitchen, | 
| I want you to myself. | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around, | 
| You know I’m really happy now | 
| And I want you to stay. | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around, | 
| When you try to pin it down, | 
| That moment slips away. | 
| Each moment is a secret, | 
| How much it has to tell, | 
| But it will never speak it, | 
| If you keep it to yourself. | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around, | 
| Really shining, really living now, | 
| Do you think you can stay? | 
| Oh there’s so much to go around, | 
| When you try to pin it down, | 
| That moment slips away. |