The Way He Makes Me Feel

There's no chill, and, yet I shiver.
There's no flame, and, yet I burn.
I'm not sure what I'm afraid of,
And, yet I'm trembling.

There's no storm, yet I hear thunder,
And I'm breathless; why, I wonder?
Weak one moment,
Then the next I'm fine.

I feel as if I'm falling, ev'ry time
I close my eyes.
And flowing through my body
Is a river of surprise.
Feelings are awakening,
I hardly recognize
As mine!

What are all these new sensations?
What's the secret they reveal?
I'm not sure I understand,
But I like the way I feel.

Oh, why is it that ev'ry time
I close my eyes he's there?
The water shining on his skin;
The sunlight in his hair.
And all the while I'm thinking things
That I can never share
With him.

I'm a bundle of confusion.
Yes, it has a strange appeal.
Did it all begin with him
And the way he makes me feel?
I like the way he makes me feel.