(Total clarity. No second guessing. No debate.) You stepped across the open floor, I never wondered anymore, The music moving through the hall, You are the one who gets the call. I know the truth of where we stand, Your fingers folded in my hand. No debate about the love! Nothing fitting like a glove! No debate about the love! Purest thing we thinking of! The outside chatter comes and goes, We have a rhythm that we chose, I look at you and see the sun, Before the working day is done. I know the truth of where we stand, Your fingers folded in my hand. No debate about the love! Nothing fitting like a glove! No debate about the love! Purest thing we thinking of! (Turn the page. Next chapter.) The question answered in the light, We got the future locked and right! No debate about the love! (Keep it true!) Nothing fitting like a glove! (All for you!) No debate about the love! Purest thing we thinking of! (No debate. Pure clarity. Locked in.)
