The Touch - Dilly Dally

I love you, man

And I know that you can see

Gho-ho-ho-hosts

Gho-ho-ho-hosts

And all your friends

They don’t believe your story

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She’s gonna heal you with her

Woman’s touch

Woman’s touch

At least that’s what they call it, man

Whispering all around these lands

Woman’s touch…

She moves so slow

You hope to find her in her

Ho-ho-ho-home

Ho-ho-ho-home

And in her care

Your spirit’s like a baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She’s gonna heal you with her

Woman’s touch

Woman’s touch

At least that’s what they call it, man

Whispering all around these lands

Woman’s touch…

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa