Touch the Stars
Gentle hands caress the golden flame
your kiss inflame's the passion of my soul
touch the stars and sing your lovers praise
With work the house hold duty's come and go
the more we do the more our love does grow
Gentle hands caress the golden flame
Respect is gained from efforts on both sides
neither one a slave well others hide
touch the stars and sing your lovers praise
He cooks and then he cleans up all his mess
She works from nine to five and does not rest
Gentle hands caress the golden flame
We are a couple built to make it last
we love the gentle touch and giggle songs
touch the stars and sing your lovers praise
In life respect is earned from working hard
the gentle love is gained from humours games
Gentle hands caress the golden flame
touch the stars and sing your lovers praise
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