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Richard Marx

Burning Of The Heart

 

Burning Of The Heart


One after one they give into the urge
Caught by some hand of desire
Held by the feelings that brings them together
It's all a mystery. When will they learn
It's just emotion on fire
That soul taking, primitive, passion of nature

I try to run. I try to never fall apart
But love takes pleasure from
The burning of the heart
Burning of the heart

Telling myself I should run while there's time
I see that look in her eyes
She's turning the heat of the moment up higher
And watching for questions I have in my mind
She knows somewhere in our lives
It's only love that can find us an answer

I try to run. I try to never fall apart
But love takes pleasure from
The burning of the heart
Burning of the heart

Telling myself I should run while there's time
I see that look in her eyes
She's turning the heat of the moment up higher
And watching for questions I have in my mind
She knows somewhere in our lives
It's only love that can find us an answer

I try to run. I try to never fall apart
But love takes pleasure from
The burning of the heart
Burning of the heart

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