Sweet Touch

I recall what you've said to me After a little bit of wine Ain't no easy way out of these Tough little times In every way you still became Part of the madness In every way you still became Your own love story A few months have gone by A little bit of paint chipped away Went from wine to straight up whiskey To all hours of the night In every way you choose to complain You wish you've never had this In every way you choose to complain Holding your hand with a little bit of my love Hoping for just a bit of your sweet touch through the night Holding your hand with a little bit of my love Hoping for just a bit of your sweet touch through the night I don't think you'll find me going crazy for you, anymore It shook me crazy for a while Took all my chances, hard to find Holding your hand with a little bit of my love Hoping for just a bit of your sweet touch through the night Holding your hand with a little bit of my love Hoping for just a bit of your sweet touch through the night