My Captive Heart

I see him walking, ı sense the dangerI hear his voice and my heart stopsHe wears a face of the nightOoh, the perfect strangerAnd ı'm falling, ready or notI don't think about itWho knows where the wind blows?No doubt about it--I'll go where he goesMy captive heart (he holds the key to these emotions)My willing soul (let me drown in this ocean)And ı carry the flameLike ı did form the startAs long as he's calling, callingMy captive heartFire burns, so ı've been toldBut ı like the way it feelsHe has a wild passionThat drives away the coldAnd ı know (and ı know) his touch is realDon't think about itI'll go where he goes