Tekster: Proclaimers. There's a Touch.

There's a touch upon my lips left by memory's fingertips
I still hear her voice when there's no sound
There's a touch upon my skin left when she went back to him
All the rest has gone she's not around

When I saw her first it was lust my friend
Thought it would burn then it would end
But I lost my old philosophy now I believed in love
Well the months went by and my love grew strong
Thought she felt the same but I was wrong
She held my old philosophy now I'm destroyed by love

There's a touch upon my lips left by memory's fingertips
I still hear her voice when there's no sound
There's a touch upon my skin left when she went back to him
All the rest has gone she's not around

Well I still believed that I would win 'cos I was a better man than him
She held the new philosophy now she believed in love
But the love she felt was not for me said she would have to set me free
Now I know there's no philosophy that can't be destroyed by love

There's a touch upon my lips left by memory's fingertips
I still hear her voice when there's no sound
There's a touch upon my skin left when she went back to him
All the rest has gone she's not around

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