Every time you touch me I feel like I'm being born 'Cause every time you touch me I feel like I'm being born Every time you touch me I feel like I need
yeaahh Touch me in the mornin and last thing at night keep my body warm baby, u know it feels right take it a little higher i'm takin it too tell me
I need [Chorus:] I wanna feel you touching me And I feel you touching me It feels so good I wanna feel you touching me Touching me Open my body (repeats
: Touch me, touch me, touch me yeah Every woman and every man Please touch me yeah yeah Oh i see you pass my way again And your call, call yourself
You can heal, Jesus Let me touch You and see if You are real CHORUS When I'm down Let me touch You When I'm lonely Let me touch You When I'm discouraged
turn away she's split i try to make her listen when i turn away she's split she went... nothing touches me nothing touches me now nothing touches me
: Everything was fine until every little piece broke in two. splinters break every bit of skin, causing emotions to fill the air until they run dry.
close like this Whisper in my ear And let me steal a kiss Come on touch me when we're dancing You know you've got that lovin' touch Oh touch me when
what you're playing I want the whole club to hear what I'm saying Because this girl means so much to me Now we're on the floor and she touching me And
where you long to be Only then can you belong to me Floating, falling, sweet intoxication Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation Let the dream begin
touch Looking into eyes that just don't see We dance a little out of time I laugh when I feel like crying Is there anybody here but me Two silhouettes
there before me Were the children of many lands All diff'rent races were united Reaching out and touching hands Children laughing, children dancing, singing a song
again I'll ride on you smile I'll sail on your touch I'll talk to your eyes That I love so much But if you go I'll understand Leave me just enough
chose me And you wanna know why, it's mad simple Even in the winter, still pull a baller wit my jimmies Drive a Ta-hoe, wit plenty cash flow He know, anything I touch
the Ruger The young Don, the heron mover You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill Cuzo, let me
gonna love me for me Somebody I can love for them All this money don't mean shit If you ain't got nobody to share it with Love rules the world, you feel me
ends you touch (uh huh) Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso
