(Al Gore)



You're the sweetest one I know and I just can't let you go

I just dream of holding you inside my arms

I go home each night to stay but I just can't stay away

And we get closer, closer by the hour.



We get closer by the hour though we've tried with all our power

To stay away from each other's arms

We get closer by the hour like the bee goes to the flower

Closer, closer by the hour.



We come closer with each kiss and I feel your lips insist

But I do your will and love you more and more

Although we know it's wrong we can't stay where we belong

And we get closer, closer by the hour.



We get closer by the hour though we've tried with all our power

To stay away from each other's arms

We get closer by the hour like the bee goes to the flower

Closer, closer by the hour...