Oh, the lights are low The moon is high, and so am I Will this good girl be a sinner after dinner?
What? Whoever knows They never make me wanna try Love means feeling more than talking, can’t you see
Feel me Rising like the morning sunshine Feel me Mellow on your skin Feel me Tumbling down like velvet moon glow Feel me Warm against your skin Feel me Open in the doors of heaven feel me And I’ll take you in Somewhere with love
Shame you spent their nights Show in their dates more than champagne And your money just ain’t funny in it’s own right
I’ll, but how will I Imply not rather than explain What you should do, what I could you, do you mind?
Feel me Rising like the morning sunshine Feel me Mellow on your skin Feel me Tumbling down like velvet moon glow Feel me Warm against your skin Feel me Open in the doors of heaven feel me And I’ll take you in Somewhere with love
Feel me… Feel Me (Baccara)
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