We don't touch

we look, an' see what we haven't got
we laugh, but there's no smile in our
laugh 'cause...we don't touch

our days are empty, nights shortly lived
and a lot, we cannot fill them with what
we haven't got...we don't touch

and ev'ry morning is not a new day 'cause
our yesterdays are gone and won't come
again

and when we talk our words are caught
in their hollow silence 'cause... we don't
touch...we're not in love


(c) JR. 2018