Tracey Ullman Follow

Was it destiny, I don't know yet
Was it just by chance, could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages, whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies

Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each other with our philosophies
Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s
When you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am always touched by your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear