Trackmasters:
I'm so high
To the tippy tippy top you don't stop
To the tippy tippy top you don't quit
And to the tippy tippy top you don't stop
And to the tippy tippy top you don't quit
Hey, who could take you higher
Add fuel to your fire
A tag team to desire
Trackmasters and Mariah
Take you higher
Mariah:
One summer night
We ran away for a while
Laughing, we hurried beneath the sky
To an obscure place to hide
That no one could find
And we drifted, drifted, drifted, drifted
And I was yours and you were my own
As we lay
As we lay underneath the stars
Weak in the knees
Wrapped in the warm gentle breeze
So shy, a bundle of butterflies
Flush with the heat of desire
On a natural high
And we drifted, drifted, drifted, drifted
And I was yours and you were my own
As we lay
As we lay underneath the stars
Drifted
On a natural high
Drifted
On a natural high
Drifted
On a natural high
Drifted
On a natural high
Beautiful and bittersweetly
You were fading into me
And I was gently fading into you
But the time went sailing by
Reluctantly we said good-bye
And left our secret place so far behind
And I lay in bed all night and I was
Drifting drifting drifting drifting
And I was yours and you were my own
My own baby
As we lay
As we lay underneath the stars
Drifting drifting drifting drifting
And I was yours and you were my own
My own baby
As we lay
As we lay underneath the stars
Lyrics: Mariah Carey. Music: Mariah Carey, Walter Afanasieff, E. Dewgarde, W. Dewgarde.
Produced by Poke & Tone and Timothy “Tyme” Riley.
