And now I'm touching everyone
 Since your hands touched me
 The fear of being afraid is gone
 I have to say it's kind of fun
 And no-one seems to mind
 I have my way with everyone
 
 And anyone who says it's wrong
 Has never felt my hands upon them
 Turn them on, it's a pop song
 It's so sweet and then forgotten
 When I want them, when I need them
 When I'm here and when I leave them
 Our time cannot be wrinkled
 Can it really be this simple?
 
 And now I'm touching you
 And doing all the things
 I said I wouldn't do
 You know you're not the only one
 You are not the first
 And you won't be the last, come on
 
 And anyone who thinks it's wrong
 Has never felt your hands upon them
 Turn them on, it's a pop song
 It's so sweet and then forgotten
 When you want them, when you need them
 When you're here and when you leave them
 Our time cannot be wrinkled
 Can it really be this simple?
 
 Just when I think there's nothing wrong
 Your hands are gone
 It's not a pop song anymore
 Is this a love song?
 'Cause it's going on too long
 What's going on?
 I just can't tell
 Can't think of anybody else
 Secretly checking for missed calls
 Please, please
 I hope you'll break my fall
 'Cause I want you and I need you
 And I swear I'll never leave you
 Our time cannot be wrinkled
 Can it really be this simple?