Wilma Groenen - Touch lyrics

You talk to me You listen when I talk to you I love it when you tell me I am looking fine I love that you respect me all the time I think I know where this is going But I got no way of knowing Ah just a whisper of your finger on my cheek That set my spirit soaring for a week I know you are trying to be a gentleman somehow But I am telling you you can touch me now This game is hard and I have felt so uncertain I get my signals crossed Confuse the real thing with flirting But you seem to be so straight and true I am not afraid of telling you Ah just a whisper of your finger on my cheek That set my spirit soaring for a week I know you are trying to be a gentleman somehow But I am telling you you can touch me now