Tim Hanauer - Mountain

She makes love like a mountain
She makes love like the sea
When we make love in the morning
Oh, there's nothing - nothing left of me

No, no, no
No, no, no

She makes love like a mountain
She makes love like the sea
When we make love in the evening
Oh, there's nothing - nothing left of me

She wakes up alone in the afternoon -
Oh, the sunlight shining through
Sitting on the bed listening for the footfalls
My shadow on the wall

Oh, there's nothing - nothing -
Oh, there's nothing - nothing - left of me