It's the way you look at me It's sends fire through my spine Lights the tempter's flame... Oh fire of passion, the enemy within You burn me out, whisper "surrender" And my strength is not the same.
Each time you look at me I thaw like wax on fire, yearn To be remolded by your touch And sentenced by your words. It's the way you look at me, Igniting my senses, leaving me Senseless.
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