Joan Osborne - Work On Me lyrics

The way a whiskey tingles downward The way a storm can boil a sea The way the summer makes everybody younger That is how you work on me! The way your freight train rocks the coal cars The way a river carves its bed The way a hand fits inside a pocket That is how you live in my head. If I had known I would miss you like this I would have made movies of every kiss. The way a cloud engulfs a jet plane The way a woman sips her tea The way a song fills the atmosphere That is how you work on me! If I had known I would miss you like this Ah, ah, ah, ah I would have made movies of every kiss. Ah, ah, ah, ah The way the wind can whip the branches The way a kind word sets me free After the rain, all the world is new again That is how you work on me, how you work on me! Oh, how you work on me! How you work on me!