Hall & Oates - Out Of Touch (12' Version)

Shake it up is all that we know

Using the bodies up as we go

Waking up to fantasy

The shates all around aren't the colors we used to see

Broken ice still melts in the sun

And times that are broken can often be one again

We're soul alone

And soul really matters to me

Take a look around



You're out of touch

I'm out of time

But I'm out of my head when you're not around



Reaching out for something to hold

Looking for a love where the climate is cold

Manic moves and drowsy dreams

Or living in the middle between the two extremes

Smoking guns hot to the touch

Would cool down if we didn't use them so much

We're soul alone

And soul really matters to me

Too much

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