Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Have I doubt when I'm alone?…..Love is a ring on the telephone.
Love is an angel disguised as lust,…..here in our bed until the morning comes.
Come on now, try and understand…..the way I feel under your command.
Take my hand as the sun descends.
They can't touch you now, can't touch you now, can't touch you now.

Chorus

C G C G Am G
With love we sleep, with doubt the viscious circle turn and turns.
C G Am G C G
Without you I cannot live, forgive the yearning, burning
F C F
I believe in time, too real to feel,
Am C F E
so touch me now, touch me now, touch me now.

Chorus