Текст (слова) песни: Nat King Cole - The Touch of Your Lips
VERSE: When troubles get me, cares beset me And won`t let me go, I turn to you for consolation. There I find new peace of mind; To leave behind my woe I turn to you as I shall always do.
CHORUS: The touch of your lips upon my brow, Your lips that are cool and sweet, Such tenderness lies in their soft caress, My heart forgets to beat.
*The touch of your hands upon my head, The love in your eyes a-shine, And now, at last, that moment divine, The touch of your lips on mine.
(Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.)
*The touch of your hands upon my head, The love in your eyes a-shine, And now, at last, that moment divine, The touch of your lips on mine.
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