Fingertips Poe

Your fingertips, your fingertips

Sometimes, I feel it burning
That deep and primal yearning
I feel it burn, burn, burning
I try to live without it
But then I think about
Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips

Anyone will do, anyone will do
Could be you?

It's in the way they move and
They catch that simple groove and
They tell a story, all their own about
The human heart alone
I try to get a grip but I find
I always slip on fingertips
Those fingertips, those fingertips

Anyone will do, anyone will do
Could be you?
Anyone will do, anyone will do
Could be you?

Sometimes I get so lonely
The time it passes slowly, so so so slowly
I know I'm just a fool
'Cause they're writing all the rules
Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips