(Dennis Linde) Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising Higher and higher It's burning through to my soul Baby, baby, baby You're gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming And I don't know which way to go Your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love Ooh, ooh, ooh I feel my temperature rising Help me, I'm flaming I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning Nothing can cool me I just might turn into smoke But I feel fine Cause your kisses lift me higher Like a sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love It's coming closer The flames are now licking my body Won't you help me I feel like I'm slipping away It's hard to breathe And my chest is just a-heaving Lord, a'mercy Burning a hole in me Cause your kisses life me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love With burning love Ah, ah burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com