Fever skin-Torun Eriksen

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[00:00.00]Fever skin - Torun Eriksen
[00:15.37]Written by：Kay Løland
[00:30.74]He sends a message round her mind
[00:34.67]
[00:35.23]She grabs hold of this sign
[00:39.01]And brings it underneath fever skin
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[00:45.82]Then they go round and round and round
[00:49.60]He's searching she knows what she's found
[00:53.50]
[00:54.05]And keeps it underneath fever skin
[01:00.53]They exchange hearts from time to time
[01:08.19]By singing words that may not rhyme
[01:13.22]
[01:15.43]But melodies start to grow
[01:23.54]
[01:24.25]This language is strange
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[01:30.77]They stand here in this crowded place
[01:34.80]Both hesitating looking for some space
[01:38.89]To meet down underneath fever skin
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[01:45.58]He shows her where to pick up love
[01:49.73]She glows and picks it up slow
[01:53.41]Now they make love underneath fever skin
[01:59.52]No they exchange hearts from time to time
[02:07.94]
[02:08.49]By singing words that may not rhyme
[02:13.23]
[02:15.43]And melodies start to grow
[02:23.31]
[02:24.35]This language is strange
[02:27.12]
[02:31.33]She burns with fears and fever
[02:33.94]He can't wait to have and hold her
[02:38.62]They laugh with no words spoken
[02:42.51]Isn't it strange
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[02:46.23]He's softer now than ever
[02:48.81]She stops playing cool and clever
[02:53.47]They know with no words spoken
[02:57.38]That this language is strange
[03:04.94]
[03:30.95]They stand here in this crowded place
[03:34.84]Both hesitating looking for some space
[03:38.40]
[03:38.97]Just to meet down underneath fever skin
[03:44.54]Now he shows her where to pick up love
[03:49.57]She glows and picks it up slow
[03:53.54]Now they make love underneath fever skin
[04:03.68]
[04:11.24]Fever skin fever skin fever skin