Confused

I don't want us being confused Don't want either of us feeling used I don't wanna be your just tonight I wanna be your every night Holding you here in these arms Keeping you warm and safe from harm Our clothes wrapped up in a pile Waking everyday to your beautiful smile Counting all the kisses From my wonderful misses Walking together holding hands Laughing, talkin, and making plans On your face I see the joy You get from this ol' boy Just riding round in a car Not caring if we make the bar Nothin better than spending time With the woman I call mine