That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine
The same old tingle that I feel inside when that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf thats caught in the tide
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and Im aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire
You are the lover that I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Baby down and down I go,
All around I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
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3 comments:
Amazing song with wonderful lyrics in a great voice as singing becomes mr.spacey. We dance along and get under the spell, like that moment when we know...And it's like DNA, crawls into the skin. And stays there, part of our blood. And in blood we trust ;)
Beautiful Christmas moment :)
thank you
after eight kisses
Linda música, belo poema, excelente voz...que mais é preciso?
Beijoquitas.
Concordo inteiramente com o pinguim :D
Beijos
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