From the recording PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS
This song makes me a little hot when I hear it. A little jazz, a little pop, a little blues, and a little "coochie coochie".
I often write while I'm driving, using a little cassette recorder to capture brilliance. lol On the original 'capture' of this melody, you can hear the loud sound of a truck's horn. Evidently, I drifted into the fast lane and slowed down to about 40 MPH, and this truck was about to run over me. Who said songwriting wasn't dangerous? :)
PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS
I'M MELTING LIKE A CANDLE
YOUR FIRE KEEPS ME BURNING
AND I KEEP RETURNING TO THE SCENE
OF THE LOVE WE MAKE TOGETHER, THEN YOU TAKE ME IN YOUR ARMS
AND SHAKE ME AND WAKE ME FROM MY WILDEST DREAM..
YOU TEASE ME AS YOU TOUCH ME LIKE A FEATHER ON MY SOUL
I'M OUT OF CONTROL OH DON'T STOP
I'M CRASHING AND I'M FLYING LIVING DYING ALL AT ONCE
YOU MENTION YOUR INTENTIONS AND I QUIVER AT THE THOUGHT
LIKE BUTTER IN THE DESERT, LIKE HIGH TIDE ON THE SANDS
I'M PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS WHEN WE MAKE LOVE..
YOU'VE MOLDED ME THE WOMAN I ALWAYS KNEW EXISTED..SHE'S JUST RESISTED TIL NOW
BUT NOW BABY I'M THAT LADY AND I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE CHANCE
TO GIVE IN..TO BE TAKEN..TO BE LOVING OUT LOUD..