Rare Lightning

You're shaking me like a wanton Breeze on the dusky river, I'm like a stormy sea When you look at me with the eyes of a lover! There's gold in your eyes Like the riches of the sun, Like a sweetly falling dew on A Sirocco noon you slake this heart of mine. Like a cool, frosty morning you clear my head, I feel alive again! I'm like a stormy sea when you look at me With the eyes of a lover You're shaking me like A wanton breeze on the dusky river, I'm like a stormy sea When you look at me with the eyes of a lover! Like a sweetly falling dew on A Sirocco noon you slake this heart of mine. You're shaking me like A wanton breeze on the dusky river, I'm like a stormy sea when you look At me with the eyes of a lover! Oh, you're shaking me like A wanton breeze on the dusky river, I'm like a stormy sea when you look At me with the eyes of a lover!