The Rest Is History Letra

The way your fingers trace a pattern down my spine The way your eyes dissolve, then lock up tight with mine The sweetness of your skin that takes my love and pulls me in And all the memories that begin And end with you, then flood back once again And the rest is not a mystery All things being equal The best plot is a love story And here comes the sequel And the rest is history The sound your breathing makes when you are satisfied The shape your body takes when you are by my side The angle of the light that strokes us in the afternoon The way I hold on tight as if my life depended on you And in my way I try to be Someone with affection The future's not a certainty It's only a direction And the rest is history The way your fingers trace a pattern down my spine The way your eyes dissolve, then lock up tight with mine The angle of the light that strokes us in the afternoon The way I hold on tight as if my life depended upon you And the rest is not a mystery All things are equal The best plot is a love story And here comes the sequel And in my way I try to be Something of an equal The future's not a certainty But here comes the sequel And the rest is history Oh yeah, and the rest is history