"Sweet And Wild" lyrics

"Sweet And Wild"

That first kiss, shook me up
It rattled my cage with a tender touch
Sweet and wild
Girl, I could not get enough

The grass was cool, we lost our minds
Sharing secrets and a bottle of wine
Lazy night, cotton dress
Giving in to a warm caress
Sweet and wild
Girl, I could not get enough
Sweet and wild
The taste of your love

The taste of your love
Gentle on my mind
Taste of your love
Sweet and wild as berries
From the summer vine

I know the stars saw the spark
Hopes and dreams tangled in the dark
Sweet and wild
The taste of your love

Yeah, the taste of your love
Gentle on my mind
Taste of your love
Sweet and wild as berries
From the summer vine

Every breath fueled the flame
Your warm body drove me insane
And though it's been years and miles
I see that fire flickerin' in your smile
Sweet and wild
Girl, I still can't get enough
Sweet and wild
Girl, I still can't get enough
Sweet and wild
The taste of your love

Yeah, ooh
Sweet and wild
The taste of your love

Yeah, ooh
Sweet and wild

Yeah, ooh
(Oh, sweet and wild)
(The taste of your love)

Yeah, ooh
(Sweet and wild)


Writer(s): Radney M. Foster, Jay Clementi
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