Quick hands, light wood Seems I'm working late again I can't hold her Caught up my life Trying to make things better So I can hold her Baby when we touch, I get a little lighter Could it be this wine Or she on my mind Darling when your home, I get a little brighter We sit talking for hours about nothing that matters Nothing that matters ♪ Moments of our lives Stay with me while I'm gone And my bed's colder So late nights I call home Things can't get much better Then my hands hold hers Baby when we touch, I get a little lighter Could it be this wine Or she on my mind Darling when your home, I get a little brighter We sit talking for hours about nothing that matters ♪ Baby when we touch, I get a little lighter Could it be this wine Or she on my mind Darling when your home, I get a little brighter We sit talking for hours about nothing that matters