Burning Love
Elvis Presley - 《The King》
I feel my temperature rising
Its burning through to my soul
I dont know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
I feel my temperature rising
I must be a hundred and nine
I just might turn into smoke
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
The flames are reaching my body
I feel like Im slipping away
Im burning a hole where I lay
Yur kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
Im just a hunk a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk a hunk of burning love
A hunk a hunk of burning love
A hunk a hunk of burning love
A hunk a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk a hunk of burning love