Touch me with your fingers, touch me with your toes Make love with the window open So everybody knows That we're finding a new pastime, without any of our clothes I'm drinking in your skin dear, like nobody else knows Come back to bed dear, I want you the most Of any of my vices, you exorcise my ghosts I let go of my body, I let go of my soul, I'm nothing in your arms dear, that's what I love the most. Touch me with your fingers, touch me with your toes Make love with the curtains open So everybody knows That we're finding a new pastime, that can't be put to prose I'm nothing in your arms dear, that's what I love the most.