Yes I like stormy weather
from my window-sill
You ain't, yeah, you ain't so clever
You got it all made up

But it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

I see surround pass the time
I try to get it of my mind
And I live in a world oh so small
That I can get around a (soup)

And it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say?
What did I say?
What did I say?
Oh, I didn't mean it

What did I do
Or take of you?
Oh, I didn't mean it
Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

I'm not saying it's all made up
It's people there, [bad word] your head
But I seek all another song
Won't kill that, so beautiful

So it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say?
What did I say?
What did I say?
Oh, I didn't mean it

What did I do
Or take of you?
What did I do?
Oh, I didn't mean it
Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

And it feels like love, love, love,
Yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch... [x4]