Tips Of My Fingers

(альбом: Conway Twitty Sings - 1958)

I reached out my arms and I touched you
With soft words I whispered your name
I held you right on the tips of my fingers
But that was as close as I came.

My eyes had a vision of sweet lips
Yeilding beneath my command
I held you right on the tips of my fingers
But I let it slip right through my hands.
But I let it slip right through my hands.

Somebody took you when I wasn't looking
I should have known from the start
That it's a long long way from the tips of my fingers
To the love hidden deep in your heart.
To the love hidden deep in your heart.

I held you right on the tips of my fingers
But I let it slip right through my hands.
Yes, I let it slip right through my hands...