Your kisses lift me higher...like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.
Elvis PresleyWhen we're dancing it almost feels the same, I've got to stop myself from whispering your name.
Elvis PresleyYour kisses lift me higher...like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.
Elvis PresleyWhen we're dancing it almost feels the same, I've got to stop myself from whispering your name.
Elvis Presley