(Brett Beavers,/Tom Douglas)
You oughta be a little more careful baby
You know I'm dangerous with my wild imagination
You'd better stop right now
Yeah you better, oooh, it's too late
That pink cotton candy sound of your voice
Completely destroys me, I've got no choice
CHORUS
Yeah, I'm coming apart at the seams
Feeling you pulling my strings
Waking me up with a dream that's so real
With passionate desperate
Pasionate desperate
Passionate desperate love
You're holding me closer than a whisper baby
Mmm secretly I love the way you drive me crazy
Wanna feel, gotta feel
Your hands coolin' my skin
I'm caught in the flames of my desire
Your pour on your kisses, they feed the fire
(Repeat chorus)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I know I'm making a scene
But don't wake me up from this dream
I finally know what it means to feel
(Repeat chorus)
Yeah, Passionate Desperate
Yeah, Passionate Desperate
Yeah, Passionate Desperate
Yeah, Passionate Desperate Love
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