Each time you touch me that little tingle goes up and down my spine I feel a trembling on my lips when you press yours to mine And these butterflies won't let me eat at suppertime have I lost my mind or is it love
You make my heart beat until it's sounding like it's on over time The chill of winter goes up and down me but it's still summertime And why am I walking way up on this cloud so high Have I've grown wings to fly or is it love And why am I walking...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
