Juno Ambrose, Sly - Thinking of You Lyrics

Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I just wanna know you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you
And I know that it’s you
On some real shit you make me feel shit
You make me wanna take a paint brush and make a portrait
I’m talking real big, gigantic, big enough to see from outer space
Drinking drops of Jupiter ‘till sunlight fades away, you’re an ace
Three plus signs next to the letter A, I’ll plant a bed of flowers
Just for you and I to lay on
Damn baby you look hot with that shade on
I just wanna hold your hand and taste your lip balm
So damn eloquent, I swear you’re heaven-sent, you’re like the feeling
That I get when I’m alone in bed, and get a text
Screen lights up and it’s you again, do admit
Guess I’m kinda into you a little bit, they say there’s plenty fish
Homie, I ain’t pescatarian
I just wanna hold my baby girl ‘till the very end
Show her to my mom like, look what Jesus daddy did
Throw a happy fit, if she ever sang the chorus in, I’m thinking of
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I just wanna know you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you
And I know that it’s you
On my mind, you’re always there
All my time for you, I will spare
If you’re ever in the cold
I pray my voice can guide you home
You’re a saint that much is true
Something extra special about you

Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I just wanna know you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you
And I know that it’s you
On some real shit you make me feel shit
You make me wanna take a paint brush and make a portrait
I’m talking real big, gigantic, big enough to see from outer space
Drinking drops of Jupiter ‘till sunlight fades away, you’re an ace
Three plus signs next to the letter A, I’ll plant a bed of flowers
Just for you and I to lay on
Damn baby you look hot with that shade on
I just wanna hold your hand and taste your lip balm
So damn eloquent, I swear you’re heaven-sent, you’re like the feeling
That I get when I’m alone in bed, and get a text
Screen lights up and it’s you again, do admit
Guess I’m kinda into you a little bit, they say there’s plenty fish
Homie, I ain’t pescatarian
I just wanna hold my baby girl ‘till the very end
Show her to my mom like, look what Jesus daddy did
Throw a happy fit, if she ever sang the chorus in, I’m thinking of
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I just wanna know you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
Thinking of you
And I know that it’s you
On my mind, you’re always there
All my time for you, I will spare
If you’re ever in the cold
I pray my voice can guide you home
You’re a saint that much is true
Something extra special about you