If you really need me, me, just reach out and touch touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me me know Come on, sugar let me me know She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

Angel angel of Harlem It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me me

C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie Il me me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie Des yeux qui font baisser les miens Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voilà le portrait sans retouches De l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand il me me prend dans ses bras Il me me

This must be how it feels to fly So here we go, and we ain't gonna take it slow We're ready now to touch touch the sky I'm on cloud 9, I'm on cloud 9 I'm on cloud 9, oh oh Waking up, ready for some action Strapping in, ready for the ride Going big now that I

I got things to, say I gotta (say) talk to you Too much to talk about Come clean to you Touch Touch down, shawty, I just touched down Guess I gotta start a hunt down You still givin' me the run around (oh no) Hit me me with the addy and I'm comin' now

Fear - there's a way out Touch Touch of red Nothing has it all Bury the place I've been I fear there's a way out Reaching depth of clarity I'm not supposed to be like this I should be on the top of the world

I don't need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers We could be more than just part-time lovers Can you hear me me? S.O.S. Help me me put my mind to rest I can feel your love pullin' me up from the underground, and I can feel your touch touch pickin'

I don't want to see you or feel you I don't want to look into your eyes I don't want to touch touch you or miss you I just want to love your memory tonight I can't handle all this pain all we ever do is fight anyway Why we even tried I haven't a clue With

(We're higher than a motherfucker) Star ships were meant to fly Hands up and touch touch the sky Let's do this one more time Can't stop 'cause we’re so high Get on the floor, floor Like it's your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am

Shining on me, me, warm on my skin So real that I can feel the heat of the sun You, you burn me me down Every space of a touch touch and a smile Somehow when I come undone Even now in the darkness I can feel Oh, I can feel the heat of the sun Why, I don't know why