Text: Emerson Drive. Emerson Drive. Passionate Desperate Love.

You oughta be
A little more careful baby
You know I'm dangerous
With my wild imagination

You'd better stop right now
Yeah, you better, ohh, it's too late

That pink cotton candy, the sound of your voice
Completely destroys me
I've got no choice

Yeah, I'm coming apart at the seams
Feeling you, pulling my strings
Waking me up with a dream
That's so real

With passionate, desperate
Passionate, desperate
Passionate, desperate love

You're holding me closer
Than a whisper baby
Secretly, I love the way
You drive me crazy

Wanna feel, gotta feel
Your hands cooling my skin

I'm caught in the flames of my desire
Your pour on your kisses
Baby, that's fire

Yeah, I'm coming apart at the seams
Feeling you, pulling my strings
Waking me up with a dream
That's so real
With passionate, desperate
Passionate, desperate love

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, I know I'm making a scene
But don't wake me up from this dream
I finally know what it means to feel

Well, I'm coming apart at the seams
Feeling you, pulling my strings
Waking me up with a dream
That's so real

With passionate, desperate
Yeah, passionate, desperate
Yeah, passionate, desperate
Yeah, passionate, desperate love