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 butterflies
Won't let me eat
At suppertime
Have I lost my mind
Or is it love?
You make my heart beat
Until it's sounding
Like it's on over time
The chill of winter
Goes up and down me
But it's still
Summertime
And why am I walking
Way up on
This cloud so high?
Have I've grown wings to fly
Or is it love?
And why am I walking
Way up on
This cloud so high?
Have I've grown wings to fly
Or is it love?