I�ve got sunshine in the palms of my hands
Generating slowly
Into somekind of a wave of a trance
I�m reancting madly
If i was home
I wouldn�t be late to tell you

�cause sure i would like to burn
But if i�m gonna burn
Then it must be fire
Bit now it burns, burns, burns, burns
So it must be fire
But tell melove
Ain�t this desire
I can�t tell love from desire
But it sure feels good!

Must be something in the air that i breathe
That affects me wildly
And to put it as it makes my blood seethe
Is to express it mildly
Oh no, oh no!
I wouldn�t dream of dreaming that dream....

�cause sure i would like to burn
But if i�m gonna burn
Then it must be fire
But now it burns, burns, burns, burns
So it must be fire
But tell me love
Ain�t this desire
I can�t tell love from desire
But it sure feels good!