Superhuman Touch
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Superhuman Touch Lyrics

I'm on fire
Nothing's gonna hold me back
Endless blue sky
And a pocketful of tricks to try

Oh, you pick a color and I sing it for you
I know you feel the same way
Say, say, say you feel the same way

Your fingertips are like superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

The sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come, I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

I'm on fire
Golden echoes upon my face
Tell those dreamers
They can dream up all they like in this place

Oh, you pick the color and I sing it for you
I know you feel the same way
Say, say, say you feel the same way

Your fingertips are like superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come, I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

And just one day like this will keep me going on
Tender kisses will keep me going on, oh

Your fingertips are like superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come, I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Seems like hell has broken loose
It couldn't be more beautiful
I just want to burn the sun with you

The messed up garden to inspire
The greatest minds in all of power
I just want to burn the sun with you
And just a wave of your hand
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon