I Have The Touch

The time I like is the rush hour, 'cause I like the rush The pushing of the people, I like it all so much Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes I move with the movement and, I have the touch I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark Any chance collision and I light up in the dark There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair Oh, do I dare, I have the touch Wanting contact I'm wanting contact I'm wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands Give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Shake those hands, shake those hands Any social occasion, it's hello, how do you do All those introductions, I never miss my cue So before a question, so before a doubt My hand moves out and, I have the touch Wanting contact I'm wanting contact I'm wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands Give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems to please I need contact I need contact Nothing seems to please I need contact --- I Have the Touch - Peter Gabriel