What you do to me

You've got some kind of power over me,
I keep trying to break free.
But every time I almost succeed,
All my strength seems to leave.

I haven't figured it out yet,
But eventually I will.
How every time I'm around you,
I can't sit still.

Is it the way you smile,
Or your big brown eyes.
Is it the way you hold me
And tell me every thing is going to be just fine.

I don't know how you do it,
It happens every time.
Whenever I look at you,
I completely lose my mind.

So have come to a conclusion,
I'm not going to fight.
Let's cut the small talk,
And have a rough and rowdy night.