I so much like the things you saidI can't believe it in my headBut real-life touching makes me nervousI'll touch you in my mind insteadSinging and dreaming, singing seems to ease meWhen I start to lose the grinI have to put some music inIt sounds just like a Sunday service blended with some homemade sinSinging and dreaming, singing seems to ease meIn a dream I kiss you ladyIt's so much less complicated and real-life touching makes me nervous, expectations decimated