Wendy Moten Don't Touch Me
Your hand is like a torch
Each time you touch me
That look in your eyes, pulls me apart
Don't open the door to heaven
If I can't come in
Don't touch me
If you don't love me, sweetheart
Your kiss is like a drink
Oh, When I'm thirsty
Oh and I'm thirsty for you
With all my heart
But don't love me
Then act as though, we never kissed
Don't touch me
If you don't love me, sweetheart
Oh, don't give me something
That you might, you might take way
To have you, then lose you
Wouldn't be smart, on my part
Don't touch me
If you don't love me, sweetheart
Don't touch me
If you don't love me, sweetheart
