(*Patricia Vonne / Rosie Flores) You're the warmth in my sleep* The kiss that makes me weep Firestarter I try hard not to bother You bring me to my knees We echo each other like wind through the trees Kindred spirits in sync like the breeze We're cut from the same cloth Cut from the same cloth Cut from the same cloth Love is gonna run you right out of town You're the blood under my skin The tonic in my gin Undercover I'll love you like no other Your taste is sweet as sin I can feel your spirit by my side can you feel it Baby I want you till the day I die can you feel it Right from the start Because we're cut from the same cloth