Tamia’s Stroll

Rain running soft on the coffee shop glass

Watching the afternoon quietly pass

You take a sip and you lean into me

Tamia, darling,

as sweet as can be

Oh, Tamia,

you make the whole room swing

No need for gold or a diamond ring

Just your hand right here in mine

Two hearts keeping perfect time

(mm-mm, yeah)

We take our walk down the avenue slow

Nowhere in this world we'd rather go

You laugh at the jokes that I tell out of tune

Under the early silver afternoon (ooh)

Oh, Tamia,

you make the whole room swing

No need for gold or a diamond ring

Just your hand right here in mine

Two hearts keeping perfect time

(yeah,

keeping time)

Just me and my Tamia...

(sweet Tamia)