Keep that smile on your lips
All you'll touch is fingertips
Try and keep some form of dignity
Hold on to this embrace
This may be your final taste
Is it payment for your past indiscretions?
I know it can be hard
when a hand might touch a leg
I know it can be hard
when her body brushes yours
But when your hands fit around her waste like they used to
don't she feel that too
and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you saw before
don't you want it more
It all is rushing back
It all comes rushing back to you
Keep this image in your mind
If you're being left behind
There will be somebody else to lust for
And though their lips won't taste the same
And you can't forget her name
And their shirt won't fit in quite the same way
But when your hands fit around her waste like they used to
don't she feel that too
and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you saw before
don't you want it more
It all is rushing back
It all comes rushing back to you |