Making Contact Bruce Cockburn

[Verse 1]
Step outside—take a look at the stars
Catch a glimpse of the way things are

[Refrain]
Making contact, making contact
Making contact, making contact

[Verse 2]
Smell of sweet fresh oil on skin
When you move on me like the tide coming in

[Refrain]
Making contact, making contact
Making contact, making contact

[Bridge]
So many ways to understand
One for every woman and man
Been that way since the world began

[Verse 3]
I hear the drumming of the surf and I have to dance
Stepping to the rhythm of circumstance

[Refrain]
Making contact, making contact
Making contact, making contact