Know who you are... There's a world wants to know you Know where to go... There's a world wants to touch you Feel all you can... Let your heart speak and guide you Don't be afraid... Of the love deep inside you. Bring it out for everyone

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,

Get inside their clothes with my green gloves Watch their videos in their chairs Get inside their beds with my green gloves Get inside their heads, love their loves Falling out of touch with all my Friends are somewhere, getting wasted Hope they're

All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will

Baby, it's a fine line I'm holding on, you're holding back Can't you hear me knockin' at your door? But you're taking your sweet time In love, out of touch Baby, it's a real fine line Completely complacent So decidedly vacant I keep waiting for something

Take me to your planet (to the planet) When you touch me, I die Just a little inside I wonder if this could be love This could be love 'Cause you're out of this world Galaxy, space, and time I can't help the way I'm feeling

And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now I'm out of touch, I'm out of love I'll pick you up when you're getting down And if you're broken I'll mend ya And keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now I'm out of sight,

Kiss on the mouth, bliss of a touch Hand in a hand, killing the fiend I'll write my love on more Than a thousand weeping willows Walk on your voice so far so close Whispering child so cold so mild All the colors mixed up in falls of rainbows Tears on

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 difference A world so out of touch Overwhelmed by everything But wanting more so much

It's a crazy town full of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch 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