The Touch Of Your Lips

The Touch of Your Lips - Bing Crosby (平克·勞斯)

When troubles get me cares beset me

And won't let 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 that moment divine

The touch of your lips on mine

The touch of your hands upon my head

The love in your eyes a shine

And now at last that moment divine

The touch of your lips on mine