Touch My Heart

Silk and white across the room, your perfume, baby,
Comes my doom.
French cigarettes, cherry taste, every second goes to waste.
When you leave, the air turns cold,
Your sweet lies were made of gold.
Touch my heart, touch my soul, take control, lose control.
Touch my heart, touch my soul, love so fast, burning slow.
Touch my heart, touch my soul, never stop, never go.
Touch my heart, touch my soul, need you close,