It set deeply in the west An' see if my woman's over there She won't even call me on the telephone When the sunrise in the east, lover Yeah, the sunrise in the east I've been lookin' for my lover An' I haven't found her yet I'm gonna call up China Well,

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Are still alive and well today Don't need to find a new way to say We don't go out of style A good woman's made to love not just to hold Monday through Friday sure takes awhile We all get sideways and go that extra mile The common ways we work and play

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

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, it's a blade of a knife But so much love,

You can't mix angels and alcohol You can't blend whiskey with a good woman's love You can't change lonely with a bottle of wine I don't think God meant for them to get along When it takes control, you can't love no one at all They don't go together,

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love You know I like my chicken fried Well I was raised up

A woman's love I have felt it And I have held it I have known I have tasted And I have wasted I'll never understand All the little things