White-hot magic
turns to orange, then red
The cooling off process
thoughts of me in your head
You rustle and stir as I
slip into bed
Now I just wonder
and hope our passion’s
not dead…
White-hot magic
turns to orange, then red
The cooling off process
thoughts of me in your head
You rustle and stir as I
slip into bed
Now I just wonder
and hope our passion’s
not dead…