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(By Bill Anderson) |
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I reached out my arms and I touched you |
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With soft words I whispered your name |
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I held you right on the tip of my fingers |
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But that was as close as I came. |
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My eyes had vision of sweet lips |
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Yielding beneath my command |
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I had your love on the tips of my fingers |
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But I let it slip right through my hands. |
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But I let it slip right through my hands. |
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Somebody took you when I wasn't looking |
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And I should have known from the start |
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It's a long, long way from the tip of my fingers |
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To the love hidden deep in your heart. |
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To the love hidden deep in your heart |
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I had your love on the tips of my fingers |
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But I let it slip right through my hands. |
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Yes, I let it slip right through my hands... |
