Bill Bruedigam
Oh come down
You angel of mine
Get rid of this fever
that burns so hot inside of me
([in the background] It burns so deep, so deep in me)
So hot!
(so deep in my breath)
So hot!
(It burns so deep, so deep in me)
So hot!
(It burns so deep, so deep in me)
So hot!
(It burns so deep, so deep, so deep...)
It dies in the morning
In my body
Of my questions
There is only an echo