Thursday, July 03, 2008

Burning love...

Nothing chases away the fear like listening to this song and imaging dancing to it at our wedding. My tummy starts flipping in a good way and I start bopping away in my chair!







Lord almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
Its burning through to my soul

hmmmmm mmmmmmmmm

Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm 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


Hmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm

Im just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.......

(and maybe I sing a little bit too...)
The King rocks.