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PASSION
It started with passion The wild and the tender kind Holding each other like they're never gonna love again Passion Strong enough to make them blind They're finding each other in the dark of a lover's den
Passion A man and a woman and fireworks under the skin Passion That's the kind of heaven that the angels never rush in
And what's a woman to do?
Passion It makes the world stand still All those nights and so little sleep Passion From the flame to the chill All the thrills that go skin deep
Passion It's a man and a woman and fireworks under the skin Passion That's the kind of heaven that the angels never rush in
But what's a woman to do?
Oh it's like a freight train There's no stopping it at all Oh skin on skin Pressing up against that wall
Oh it's like a fever When you look him in the eyes Oh it's another night and Another set of lies
But what's a woman to do?
And it ended with passion The cheating and the lying kind The pounding of a fist on a long closed door Passion The shouting and the crying kind The telephone rings and it's please don't call anymore
Passion That's the kind of heaven that the angels never rush in Passion Lying doesn't make you feel this way again Passion Don't look him in the eye
Passion It's like a fever, what's a woman to do? Passion
from Gentle of Heart ©1989 Word of Mouth Music
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