Your sweat is like brine
A film on your skin
Cheeks red as wine
I'm drinking you in
I feel you in every nerve
My thoughts are replaced
I swallow your every word
And worship the taste
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly Yeah
The salt of your soul
Lingers in my dreams
The fantasy flows
And bursts through my seams
I hear you in every sound
Like crackling flame
I swallow your smokey cloud
And worship the taste
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly Yeah
True love is eating up your fantasy
(It's clear now)
Inside its simple and it's plain to see
(I'll show you how)
No crystal ball or castle by the sea
(Or shiny crowns)
When it comes up it's just you and me
Our Destiny
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly
You're in my Belly
My Belly Yeah