I'd had a shoulder I'd try and climb from this hole I'm in This is easy This is easier Locked in all alone here Fate is in my fingertips There isn't
you free Just be glad for these minds and these bodies to meet all your needs Stay babe, won't you spread your pretty little lips? Make room for my fingertips
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
Bottom lips and fingertips Two twenty something kids getting acquainted In a dim lit room at the bottom of the stairs Forget first names and old birthdays
emptiness. Slip through your fingertips, Speak from your heart don't let it Slip through your fingertips, Search for the feeling in it. Don't let it - Slip through your fingertips
stream, oh yea Fish are jumpin' too, next to you Suddenly you notice someone's at the door You could swear you've been through this all before Then she runs her fingertips
the skies Perpetual emotion sadder place by me Everything's breathing my air in all of tree Yet, my fingertips have a special sound Yet, my fingertips
from your perfect hand When I look into your eyes It's a world I can't believe I can see my destiny To be like you Whispering fingertips Leave your
your perfect hand When I look into your eyes It's a world I can't believe I can see my destiny To be like you Whispering fingertips Leave your fingerprints
Fingertips Part 1 & 2 6:24 Trk 2 (Clarence Paul and Henry 'Hank' Cosby) Little Stevie Wonder (Steveland Fingertips Part 2 -Pop
Everybody say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah, say yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Just a little bit of soul Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Clap your
Fingertips Part 1 & 2 6:24 Trk 2 (Clarence Paul and Henry 'Hank' Cosby) Little Stevie Wonder (Steveland Morris) Fingertips Part
you like the bottle at my lips And when I fell off of my bike, my life had been eclipsed By all the grief and disbelief there at your finger, at your fingertips
is catching Yes, everything is catching on fire Everything is catching on fire Everything is catching on fire Fingertips Fingertips Fingertips I hear
the skies Perpetual emotion sadder place by me Everything's breathing my air in all of tree Yet my fingertips Have a special sound Yet my fingertips
your perfect hand When I look into your eyes it's a world I can't believe I can see my destiny, to be like you Whispering fingertips leave your fingerprints
Bottom lips and fingertips Two twenty something kids getting aquainted In a dim lit room at the bottom of the stairs Forget first names and old birthdays
your duty wasn't earthly Would you understand its beauty? Please do these things for me. Please know that you have held one thousand years (by one thousand fingertips
