Touch Of A Man

Touch Of A Man
(© Words and Music by Annette Summersett)

At the end of the day thereís an empty corner chair
In the middle of home thereís a longing for air
To be filled with the breath of a faithful companion
To fill up these empty arms

Wonít you sing me to sleep
Wonít you sing me to sleep
Run your hands across my side, tell me Iím worth it
I know you exist and I need to feel alive

The world is heavy when your shoulders are small
To just let myself be a woman
Thatís the hardest of all
Cause I wonít embrace weakness
But I want to embrace
The strength of a man
The look the taste

Wonít you sing me to sleep
Wonít you sing me to sleep
Run your hands across my side, tell me Iím worth it
I know you exist and I need to feel alive

So many distractions I forget who I am
But thereí s nothing that reminds me
Like the touch
The touch of a man

Friction and space
Release of the friction
Tension and grace
Balance of attention
I need it, the touch of a man

Friction and space
Release of the friction
Tension and grace
Balance of attention
I need it
The touch, the touch of a man
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