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, Im flaming
I must be a hundred and nine´
Burning, burning, burning
And 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
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It´s coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please wont you help me
I feel like Im slipping away
Its hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Burning Love - Elvis Presley
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