Your fingertips...your fingertips

Sometimes I feel it burning
That deep and primal yearning
I feel it burn, burn, burning
I try live without it
But then I think about
Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips

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Anyone will do, anyone will do
Could be you

It's in the way they move and
They catch that simple groove and
They tell a story all their own about the human
heart alone
I try to get a grip but I find I always slip on fingertips
Those fingertips, those fingertips

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Sometimes I get so lonely
The time it passes slowly, so so so slowly
I know I'm just a fool
'Cause they're writing all [bad word] 
Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips

 [bad word] 

Whoever, whoever you are
I got my light on
Whenever, whenever you can
I'll be there I swear
I swear...

Let it be me
Let me be your love