Hot Shot Love Is To Love A Lovers Love
When you are slowly wakling down the street And you see life all coloured rose She suddenly appears you feel a heat - It's running from your head to toes. You're softly running higher You better don't asa( why - 'cause Love is to love a lover's love It comes down from up above And you find no place to hideaway. Love is to love a lover's love It comes down from up above So you should believe in love. You really don't have to defend yourself When it comes like a belt from blue. You better should consult your pillow dear And should enjoy that feeling too. You're soffly running hotter Now you know what you've got - 'cause Love is to love a lover's love . . . Love is to love a lover's love . . .