You've got a lot of love
Burning in you, baby.

You've got a lot of love.
I'm hoping it might save me.
'Cause I think about you all the time;
Think of all the ways I'll make you mine.

You've got a lot of love
Burning in you, baby.

You've got a lot of love;
A hazy, molten memory.

And I think of everything you do;
Think of all the ways life comes to you.

You've got a lot of love
Burning in you, baby.

You've got a lot of love;
A diamond for a penny.
And I think about you all the time;
Think of all the ways I'll make you mine.

Yes I think about you all the time;
Think of all the ways I'll make you mine.

Yes I think about you all the time;
Think of all the ways I'll make you mine.