Class of 88 - Walking on the Ceiling

How well do you know me?
'Cause love is a world that's dangerous
Maybe you're just lonely
Maybe you don't know the difference

You're a man who's not easily frightened
Give me your hands and make me believe it
Give me your all and then keep on giving

Touch me gently in all the right places
Strange thought, might as well embrace it
To be alive and to feel my heart beating
To get so high, I'm walking on the ceiling
I'm walking on the ceiling
Walking on the ceiling
I'm walking on the ceiling
Walking on the ceiling

Come dance with me, baby
Your hands on my hips breathing heavily
Your lips could sedate me
So tell me I look so heavenly

You're a man, not easily frightened
Give me your hands and make me believe it
Give me your all and then keep on giving

Touch me gently in all the right places
Strange thought, might as well embrace it
To be alive and to feel my heart beating
To get so high, I'm walking on the ceiling
I'm walking on the ceiling
Walking on the ceiling
I'm walking on the ceiling
Walking on the ceiling