Don't Touch Me - Wendy Moten

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