Anthea Fingers
With your fingers touching me
I feel tender
And the same thing you promised me
It was early decmber
You go your way
And I go mine
And you say your sorry
And I say I'm fine
It's allright
I make my ?? and I forget
It's allright
It's allright
With your words controlling me
Comes a sense of security
But the same thing you gave to me
You took it back, instantly
So here we go again
And I stay here
With no more promises
Nowhere near
It's allright
I make my ?? and I forget
It's allright
It's allright
Fingers
Fingers
Fingers
Fingers
It's allright
It's allright
It's allright
It's allright
