Touch Of Your Lips

The touch of your lips

(Ray Noble)

When troubles get me

Cares beset me

And won't le me go

I turn to you

For consolation

There I find

New peace of mind

To leave behind my woe

I turn to you

As I shall always do

The touch of your lips

Upon my brow

Your lips that are cool



And sweet

Such tenderness

Lies in their soft caress

My heart forgets to beat!

The touch of your hands

Upon my head

The love in your eyes

A-shine

And now, at last,

The moment divine

The touch of your lips

On mine,

The love in your eyes

The touch of your lips

On mine,