Patchouli

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
Bit 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´t tell love from desire
But it sure feels good!