MUSE
THE WHITE HILLS

I wanna make sweet music with you... I wanna make sweet music with you.
Think of the sound of just us two...  No one to hear but me and you.
I wanna make sweet music with you... A single melody just won't do.
That's why I need you here to be my muse...You can reciprocate whenever you choose.

Should I'll let you take a verse... Or should I go.
I guess I'll read your body language, maybe that will let me know
But you look unsure so I'm not gonna go on
As I don't wanna hear you write another sad song.

I wanna make sweet music with you... I wanna make sweet music with you.
Think of the sound of just us two...  No one to hear but me and you.
I wanna make sweet music with you... A single melody just won't do.
That's why I need you here to be my muse...You can reciprocate whenever you choose.

Is the timing all wrong? Are you still in outer space?
Seems like it's a that a way, but I'm gonna state my case...
Anyway... So I said it... As I only need two chords...
To let you know just how I feel and then things will run their course.

Shall we take a bridge, put a side the harsh tones?
Where it goes, nobody knows.
Can't guarantee, what it will be 
That's ok with me.

I wanna make sweet music with you... I wanna make sweet music with you.
Think of the sound of just us two...  No one to hear but me and you.
I wanna make sweet music with you... A single melody just won't do.
That's why I need you here to be my muse...You can reciprocate whenever you choose.

Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma... 
Oh The music I hear in you... You should really hear it too to.