Seems like a touch touch, a touch touch too much A touch touch too much It wasn't the first It wasn't the last Too much for my body, too much for my brain This damn woman's gonna drive me insane It was one of of those nights When you turned out out the lights And everything

I sit on a rock Cannot be touched by struggle & confusion I reclaim my space inside my structure Look at this point All is about nothing, everything comes near The remotest parts of of the world We can dissolve disruptive vibrations I have to try

Then you learn the lesson Handle with kid gloves Put on your kid gloves That it's cool to be so tough That it's tough to be so cool A world of of difference A world so out out of touch touch Overwhelmed by everything But wanting more so much

I'm in a New York state of of mind Out Out of touch touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on

If you believe her word, no matter what you've heard Anybody say about it, there's no life for you without it now A woman's love goes deeper than the man's Into a place only she understands It's a healing touch touch, it's a blade of of a knife But so much love,

I'm in a New York state of of mind. Out Out of touch touch with the rhythym and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News. It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide. I don't care if it's Chinatown or

And it's beginning to get to me That I know more of of the stars and sea Than I do of of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out out No one knows what this fight's about We

I'll set you free if you follow me The hope is still not gone Somewhere behind the clouds Reach out out touch the hand of of God How far until the edge? These wrong ways are mine But the whole world can just go to hell This life is killing me My feelings inside

It's a crazy town full of of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch touch of of twang, Bend those strings till the Hank comes out, Make all the drunk girls scream and shout, We love it we hate it we're all just trying to make it, In

Can it really be so serious, to be all broken up and delirious I guess we've really been out out of touch touch, but can it really be so serious Night after night, I try to make it all fit together Night after night, I see you as someone I remember You took me by