Patchouli - The Ark

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

But 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’ttell love from desire

But it sure feels good!