Verse 1: I say my doctor And he told me There ain't no way around it. There ain't no magic pill. He said, "I looked for years And tried but I ain't never found it, No way to fix your ills." So I've come before The great physician Where I know the medicine is Strong and free. Only you an cure this Crossed up condition, Yeah, you know the very thing I need. Chorus: Lay your hands on me, I need that something. Lay your hands on me, I want your touch. Lay your hands on me, You've got the power. Lord, you know I've got the need So lay your hands on me. Verse 2: We try to hide it. The New York Times said "God is dead". They never say You never left the tomb. But I can't deny it When you came down With your love instead. Can you dig the upper room. Nothing in the world can steal it 'Cause your power is real, I know. Now all I want to do is feel it, So from the top of my head To the tips of my toes. Chorus: I don't need no psychoanalyst to get to you. Lay your hands on me.