You make my heart beat until it's sounding like it's all over time
The chill of winter goes up and down me and still it's summertime
And why am I walking way up on this cloud so high
Have I grown wings to fly or is it love
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Each time you touch me that little tingle goes up and down my spine
I feel a trembling on my lips when you press yours to mine
And these butterfiles won't let me eat at suppertime
Have I lost my mind or is it love
Have I lost my mind or is it love