Who Owns My Heart
Creation shows me what to do
I'm dancing on the floor with you
And when you touch my hand, I go crazy yeah
The music tells me what to feel
Like you now but, is it real
By the time we say goodnight
I'll know if this is right
And I feel you coming through my veins
Am I into you or is the music too play
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
Cause' the way your got
You body moving,
It's got me confused
And, I can't tell
If it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
You now I wanna believe,
That we're a masterpiece.
But sometimes it's hard
to tell in the dark
Who owns my heart
The room is full but all I see is
The way your eyes just blaze through me
Like fire in the dark, we're like living art
And it hits me like a tidal wave
Are you feelin' me or is the music too play
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
Cause' the way you got
You body moving,
It's got me confused
And,I can't tell
If it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
You now I wanna believe,
That we're a masterpiece.
But sometimes its hard
to tell in the dark
Who owns my heart?
So come on baby
Keep provoking me
Keep on roping me
Like a rodeo
Baby pull me close
Come one here we go here we go here we go
And it hits me like a tidal wave
Are you feelin' me or is the music too play
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
Cause the way you got
You body moving,
It's got me confused
And,I can't tell
If it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love,
Or is it art?
You now I wanna believe,
That we're a masterpiece.
But sometimes it's hard
To tell in the dark
Who owns my heart?
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