History of Touches - Björk

I wake you up

In the middle of the night

To express my love for you

Stroke your skin and feel you

Naked I can feel all of you

At same moment

I wake you up

In night feeling

This is our last time together

Therefore sensing all the moments

We’ve been together

Being here at the same time

Every single touch

We ever touch each other

Every single f*ck

We had together

Is in a wondrous time lapse

With us here at this moment

The history touches

Every single archive

Compressed into a second

All with us here as wake you up