PASSION'S FLAMES
A TOUCH, SOFT AND TENDER.
A WHISPER, FULL OF DESIRE
A GASP OF SWEET SURRENDER
AS PASSION FUELS THE FIRE
NO WORDS SPOKEN BETWEEN THEM
NO PROMISES TO BE KEPT
NO LIES BEING TOLD TONIGHT
NO LOOKING BACK - NO REGRETS
LONGING TO HOLD EACH OTHER
SUCH PRECIOUS LITTLE TIME
BOTH VOWED TO ANOTHER
BEING LONELY THEIR ONLY CRIME
TOMORROW BRINGING SORROW
A BRIEF MOMENT OF SHAME
WITH THE MEMORY OF THIS ONE NIGHT
A RELEASE FROM PASSION'S FLAMES
A WHISPER, FULL OF DESIRE
A GASP OF SWEET SURRENDER
AS PASSION FUELS THE FIRE
NO WORDS SPOKEN BETWEEN THEM
NO PROMISES TO BE KEPT
NO LIES BEING TOLD TONIGHT
NO LOOKING BACK - NO REGRETS
LONGING TO HOLD EACH OTHER
SUCH PRECIOUS LITTLE TIME
BOTH VOWED TO ANOTHER
BEING LONELY THEIR ONLY CRIME
TOMORROW BRINGING SORROW
A BRIEF MOMENT OF SHAME
WITH THE MEMORY OF THIS ONE NIGHT
A RELEASE FROM PASSION'S FLAMES
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