Heather Nova I Have The Touch
The time I like is the rush hour, 'cause I like the rush The pushing of the people - I like it ever so much Such a mass of motion - I do not know where it goes I move with the movement and ... I have the touch I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark Any chance collision and I light up in the dark There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch Only, only wanting contact I'm only, only wanting contact I'm only, only wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands And give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Shake hands, shake hands Any social occasion, it's hello, how do you do All those introductions, I never miss my cue So before the question, so before the doubt My hand moves out and ... I have the touch Only, only wanting contact I'm only, only wanting contact I'm only, only wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands And give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Shake hands, shake hands Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems to please I need contact I need contact Nothing seems to please I need contact
