The Touch Of Your Lips (Live At The Montreux Jazz Festival, 1968)

The touch of your lips Upon my brow Your lips that are cool and sweet Such tenderness lies in their soft caress My heart forgets to beat The touch of your lips upon my brow Your lips that are cool and sweet Such tenderness lies in their soft caress And now, at last, that moment divine My heart forgets to beat The touch of your hands upon my head The love in your eyes a-shine And now, at last, that moment divine The touch of your lips on mine The touch of your hands upon my head The love in your eyes a-shine And now, at last, that moment divine The touch of your lips That look in your eyes The touch of your lips on mine