Fingertips

Your fingertips... your fingertips

Sometimes I feel it burning

That deep and primal yearning

I feel it burn, burn, burning

I try live without it

But then I think about

Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips

Anyone will do, anyone will do

Could be you

It's in the way they move and

They catch that simple groove and

They tell a story all their own about the human heart alone

I try to get a grip but I find I always slip on fingertips

Those fingertips, those fingertips

Sometimes I get so lonely

The time it passes slowly, so so so slowly

I know I'm just a fool

'Cause they're writing all the rules

Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips

Whoever, whoever you are

I got my light on

Whenever, whenever you can

I'll be there I swear

I swear...

Let it be me

Let me be your love